~Astrid~

  I had no idea how Adrian managed it, but we were in England within two days, and goodness—it was snowy.

  I’d never been more excited about anything in my whole life. Tugging at his arm, I pointed at a car half-covered in snow as he pulled keys from his pocket and unlocked a door.

  Well, he’d said we weren’t going to stay at a hotel, and then he went all out and rented a summer house sitting pretty by the side of the road.

  It was nice. And the ...