That Time We Kissed Under the Mistletoe (Abieville Love Stories #4)

Chapter 28

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Sara

Twelve Years Ago: August

Hey, journal. Long time, no write. Lol! Like pretty much an entire summer. But I just had to record this moment because I finally gave Three his gift, and I’m pretty sure he loves it.

I waited until after he blew out the candles and made a wish. Then I pulled out the box from the leather shop. Ford labeled it a man-bracelet, Nella says it’s a wrist band. Three decided to call it a cuff. By any other name, it’s so sexy. On him, I mean.

Of course he has no idea I slept in the cuff every night since I bought it, and I do NOT plan to tell him that. I just wanted little part of me to be close to something he’ll hopefully wear all year long. Does that make me sound weird and creepy?

Okay, let’s be honest: I don’t care if I’m weird and creepy. The truth is, I’m falling for Three Fuller. Like a tree in the woods. Timber! Did anyone hear my heart crash?

The thing is, I haven’t said the words out loud yet, and I’m not sure I should. Not right before I’m about to leave again. I don’t want to sound desperate and clingy. So I’m just going to let the cuff do the talking for me. Silently.

Just a little reminder that I give the best birthday gifts—ha! Hopefully every time he looks at it, he’ll think of me. Of course, I realize him snapping some cuff around his wrist won’t be the same as us being together. But in a tiny way, a piece of me will still be connected to him when I’m gone.