I follow her to her apartment. The moment she parks and gets out of the car, I rush up to her, grab her arm, and spin her. "Georgia."

The color drains from her face. "Sebastian, what are you doing here?"

"Please just give me a minute."

She takes a deep breath and clenches her jaw. She lifts her chin higher, stating, "Sebastian, you need to stop sending me gifts, texting, and calling me."

I hurriedly state, "I made a request for Huck to give me a prenup with loopholes. I'll forever be sorry. But I have your Christmas gift if you just give me a few minutes."

She scrunches her face, admitting, "I don't have a Christmas gift for you."

"I don't need a Christmas gift. I only want you," I blurt out. My pulse beats hard between my ears.

She looks away. Her voice shakes as she says, "I can't give that to you, Sebastian."

My heart drops. It was a long shot anyway. I quickly add, "I understand, but I still need to give you your gift. I don't want you side-swiped with it when you receive it. So if you can give me an hour, I promise I'll leave you alone after I give it to you. If that's what you want," I add.

She glances at the truck and asks, "What is it?"

"I can't tell you that. You have to see it."

"If this is a trick, Sebastian, I swear—"

"No, I promise you it's not a trick."

She stares at me.

I lower my voice and grab her hand. "Please just come with me. It's only for an hour. I promise I'll drop you back off after you see it."

She finally takes a deep breath, nods, and says, "I have to get my packages inside first."

"I'll help you," I state.

We carry her Christmas gifts into her apartment and then come back outside. I open the door to the truck and she gets in.

My stomach's flipping hard, but I have hope again. At least she's finally talking to me. I run around the truck, get in, start the engine, and veer onto the road. Her sugar-and-rose scent flares in the cab, and everything about it reminds me how much I've missed her and how much it's hurt.

She asks, "Did you have a good day with your family?"

I glance at her, admitting, "I was only there for about ten minutes."

Horror fills her face. "Why? It's Christmas day."

"I followed you to Melanie's last night and was waiting for you to come outside. Then my dad called," I confess.

She looks at me like I'm crazy, ordering, "You have to stop this, Sebastian."