“We’re going to Disney World for New Year’s?”
He nodded and I screamed. Just like every kid in those commercials, I freaked. Throwing my arms around his neck, I hugged him in a death squeeze.
Pulling back, I rained kisses all over his face. “How . . . why . . . ?”
“I remember you telling me about the Montgomerys going all the time and that you had never been. You had that poster in your room, and it just felt like something you really wanted to do.”