Chapter 69

Tamara's POV

"We are here," Larson said, a surprised expression on his face.

I, too, was surprised by what I was seeing.

The gazebo had beautiful white sofas in it and a white mat on the ground. Beautiful red candles were lit in a heart shape on the table, and in between was a red rose.

On the white sofa was a guitar, and right next to it was a beautiful card.

I quickly let go of his hand and went to grab the beautiful guitar with a wide smile.

I slowly touched it with widened eyes, making sure I felt every string.

"Do you like it?" he asked softly.

Of course I did; I loved musical instruments.

"Yes," I answered, then leaned in to grab the card that was there.

"Every gift is a blessing to one who receives it wholeheartedly. You are always a gift to me and thus my blessing,"

I read the words, then looked at him seriously.

I put the guitar and card down, then went to him and tiptoed to kiss his lips.

He looked surprised for a second but kissed me back deeply.

When I pulled back, I move