Fifty-seven

"I take it to mean you like my little surprise," he murmurs, amusement laced in his voice as his arms steady me and my legs tighten around his waist as our foreheads touch.

"Like it?" I scoff. "I love it." I palm his face and start another round of kisses. "I love it." Struggling in his arms until he sets me on my feet, I cover my mouth. "I love you."

His chest puffs as I take a step back to inspect the car, he got me a freaking car. My baby got me my baby. I shriek and thump my feet on the ground, he chuckles as I circle the car, almost afraid to blink for fear of this being a dream. This is a physical manifestation of the car I saw in his tab when we were picking Danielle’s. I touch the Audi and beam.

Excitement blooms in my heart, I can’t wait to drive Ma and Pa around town with this. I am sure Clary won’t stay mad at me for much longer if she’s allowed to drive this baby.