Chapter 9: Polaroid love
He chewed on his lip, shrugging his shoulders "It’s not a big deal"
Did he just say it’s not a big deal? She occasionally received numerous gifts from her father and brothers but she knew whatever that he had gotten her was going to be her favorite gift of all time.
"Is it okay if I open it?" Beatrix asked not able to hide the excitement in her tone. Looking at how skittish he looked she was sure this was something that he wasn’t used to.
"Yes love, you can open it. I bought it for you. You can do whatever you want with it. You can throw it away if you don’t like it."
Beatrix frowned and pouted, "Why would I throw it away? I don’t care whatever you got me. As long as it’s from you I will treasure it."
Beatrix flushed and took the bag from him.
Rhys’ lips curled up and she could see his shoulders finally relaxed.
