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So this…
I look back at the ice.
This is not what I had in mind.
The far back door clicks open. “Come on, Natalie. We’ll have fun, I promise.”
“Promises, promises,” I grumble and unbuckle myself.
With my feet on the ground, I adjust my layers and then pull my thick gray headband on over my ears and pull my ponytail free.
When I circle around to the back of the SUV, I pause.
Then I snort. “Pardon me, Mr. Bank Robber, I’m looking for Luke.”
Luke blinks at me, his eyes the only thing visible on his face. “I don’t want to be recognized.”
I blink back. “You’re going to scare the children.”
“It’s a balaclava,” he huffs as he tugs the mask off his head. There’s a slight crackle of static as he does it, leaving some of his hair standing on end.
I bite my lip. “I know what it is, but it’s thirty degrees, not negative twenty.” I nod to the duffel bag sitting in the back of his vehicle. “You have any other tricks in there?”
“Yes.” Luke stares at my headband as he says it.
I narrow my eyes. “Why does it feel like you’re lying?”
He lets out a groan—that shouldn’t be sexy—then shoves his hand into the end pocket of the bag and pulls out two items.
The first is a black fleece neck warmer that he yanks down over his head until it’s bunched around his neck, covering him from his chin to the collar of his hoodie, blocking out his recognizable neck tattoo.
The second item is a hat.
A pale yellow knit hat with a pink, white, and yellow pom-pom on top.
I press my lips together while he pulls it onto his head, then Icontinue to watch as he uses his fingertips to tuck any visible strands up under the hat.
When he’s done, he drops his arms and looks at me.
“It’s very pretty,” I tell him, trying to keep a straight face.
“It’s for you.”
My brows go up, shifting my headband. “Really?”
Luke nods. “I wasn’t sure if you’d have winter gear.”
I look back up at the hat.
It really is pretty.
“Well, thank you. It’s very nice.” I reach up and run my pointer finger along the front of it. “Try not to stretch it out with your big head.”
Luke makes a rumbling sound low in his throat, and I yank my hand away with a squeak before he can grab it.
A car crunches over gravel as it drives in our direction, stopping Luke from retaliating.
“So… you want me to watch you skate around?” I ask, changing the subject and trying not to read too much into him buying me a pretty winter hat.
