“Are you blushing?” I gasped excitedly and he chewed the inside of his cheek. “No,” he grunted. “I’m just starting to think the present was a stupid idea.” “Maybe I should be the judge of that.” I slipped my hands beneath his jacket, hunting for the box and he raised his arms like I was a cop, smirking as I searched him. I tugged it out when I found it and he dropped his hands, sucking on his lower lip as he waited for me to open it.
