“And that’s different from any other day how?” he teased.

I rested my head on his chest and shrugged my shoulders at his mom. What could I say? He really did treat me well.

“All right, kids. I better get back up to the house and get ready for dinner. Drake, you behave,” she said as she wagged her finger at him. “Alexa, get some rest and we’ll see you in the morning at breakfast.”

She left and I looked up at Drake. “Your mom is pretty awesome.”

“Of course she is. She’d have to be for me to be her son, right?” he asked as he flexed his arm, showing off.

“Put those muscles to good use,” I said as I pulled his arms around me.

He squeezed me once and started the movie back up. Snuggling with him was so comfortable, and my headaches always wore me out. The first time I had a migraine, it totally freaked my dad out when I slept for almost two days straight, only getting up to drink something and go to the bathroom. Hopefully I’d caught this one early enough that I wouldn’t miss out on Thanksgiving tomorrow. Even with the long nap earlier, I drifted back off to sleep pretty quickly.

****

When I woke up, sunlight was streaming through the windows. I rolled over and realized that Drake had carried me upstairs at some point while I was sleeping. I must have been totally out of it to not wake up while he’d moved me. And apparently while he’d undressed me since I was only wearing one of his shirts and my panties. There was no sign of Drake other than the indentation on the pillow next to me where he must have slept last night.

I spotted my phone on the bedside table and grabbed it. I was surprised to see that it was already after eight in the morning. I’d missed our entire first day here because of that stupid headache. Not exactly the best way to start our trip, but I felt so much better after all that rest.

I hopped out of bed and saw my suitcase in the corner of the room. I opened it and found it empty except for a note inside. I unfolded the note and found Drake’s scrawl on it.

Unpacked your stuff. It’s in the dresser.

Want to give me something to be thankful for today?

Wear the white!

The last sentence was underlined twice for emphasis. Oh, God! He’d unpacked my bag and found all the lingerie Aubrey had talked me into bringing. Talk about embarrassing. And now my surprise for tonight was ruined. I was pretty sure he’d figured out that I had brought all that stuff for his benefit. Eeek!

I pulled open one of the dresser drawers and found my white panty and bra set at the top of the pile with the matching thigh-highs outside of the package, resting on top. I glanced back at his note and decided to go for it. I might not be able to surprise him anymore, but at least I could drive him wild all day long with him knowing what he’d find under my dress tonight.

I brought my clothes into the bathroom with me and took a quick shower. I was fully recovered from my headache and looking forward to the day ahead. I felt incredibly sexy as I put on my clothes and couldn’t wait to torture Drake since he’d know right away that I’d followed his instructions.

I headed downstairs and found Drake fixing coffee in the kitchen. I snuck up behind him on tiptoes and placed my hands over his eyes.

“Guess who?” I whispered into his ear.

“My hot-as-shit girlfriend?” he answered before he turned and lifted my hands off his face. Grabbing my hips, he moved me back a little to rake his gaze down my body. His eyes burned when they rested on my stocking-clad legs. He reached a finger out and ran it up my thigh, lifting the bottom of my dress until he reached the top of the stockings. He whistled under his breath.

“Wouldn’t want you to not be thankful today of all days,” I teased.

He let the fabric drop back down and looked into my eyes. “I already was ‘cause you’re with me, but you just gave me something to look forward to for later, baby. Surprised the shit out of me when I saw what you’d packed for this trip.”

I blushed and looked down at the floor. “I’m sure it did,” I muttered.

Drake pulled my chin up and forced me to look at him. “Best surprise ever. Feel free to shock the hell out of me as often as you want with shit like that.”

I wrapped my arms around his neck and whispered into his ear. “I was hoping my choice would help convince you that I’m ready. I don’t want to wait anymore, Drake. I need you.”

“Damn,” he groaned at my words. “I wish we didn’t have to meet everyone for breakfast so I could show you how much I want you. Tonight. Don’t think I could hold out any longer.”