How could this get any better? When they pulled up to a heliport, she turned to him with wide eyes. “What is this?”

Another grin. “You’ll see.”

He showed ID and gave his name to the guard and they drove straight to a big helicopter with the American Flag decorating the outside. A big military man waved them over.

Sav helped her out of the truck and then into the helicopter. With headphones on, she was still unsure where they were going.”

“All right,” the pilot said. “Welcome aboard, Mr. and Mrs. McKane.”

She raised her brows at Savage. He mouthed it was only a matter of time. He might be right.

They were seeing the sights during an almost hour and a half flight. Then they landed in a different heliport. A town car waited for them.

“Mr. And Mrs. McKane. Welcome to Connecticut. My name is Sal,” the driver said with a smile. “I’ll be with you until your return to the heliport.”

What in the world had that bear thought up? They drove for fifteen minutes before they stopped in front of a business with fluorescent signs lighting up the outside. Savage, the ultimate gentleman, helped her out of the car and stepped back for her to see where they were.

She gasped, her eyes wide with surprise. “A skating rink?”

He laughed, the wind tousling his hair and giving him an even fiercer look. “Don’t tell me you don’t know how to.”

She snorted. “Are you serious? I practically lived in a skating rink my teenage years. Hell, I wore them inside the house, much to my father’s frustration. He swore I was going to break a leg.”

“Did you?”

She scrunched her nose and nodded. “Oh, yeah. I did. The worse part was that I wasn’t even roller skating when it happened. I took one off to show a friend how to do it and she had the other one on. I slipped in the front of the house and twisted my leg and broke my ankle.”

He curled an arm around her and guided her into the rink. “That must have sucked for you as a kid.”

“Yeah,” she sighed. “I had a cast for three weeks and school had just let out. Man, that was the worst summer.”

He gave his name and they were shown inside to choose skates. There were already some waiting for them. She frowned at the ones she was handed and then glanced at what people had on.

“These are new skates.” She turned to face him. “Why do I have new skates?”

She sat and he got on his knees to help her put the skates on. “Because they’re a gift. From me to you.” He glanced up, his hair falling over his face giving him that dominant wild look she’d come to love. “I hope we can continue doing things that bring you joy.”

She gulped back at the knot in her throat and nodded. “That’s really sweet. Thank you. I don’t even know if there’s a skating rink in town.”

“There isn’t, but there is one the town over. We can go as often as you like.”

Lights flashed all around the rink and music pumped through speakers, filling the place with energy. There were more adults than kids there, all dressed up in fun seventies costumes.

Being there made her smile. Going out in the rink did something to her. It unlocked old feelings, reminding her of how much fun this used to be. Why had she stopped? Edward. She’d lost herself with him, and ironically, with Sav, she was finding herself again.

He grabbed her hand and pulled her into the rink and she realized something major at that moment. Her big, bad, savage bear had the grace of a ballerina. It took her a few minutes to find her balance, but once she did, man, did it feel good to be out there.

They were doing circles, dancing and laughing, and she couldn’t remember a time when she’d felt this relaxed in the past ten years. It was such a wakeup call. Her heart did a little flip when Savage pulled her into his arms at the center of the rink and kissed her.

The music shifted to a slow song and the lights dimmed. This wasn’t one of his usual operation give her wet panties kisses. This was a slow touch that made her skin sizzle and her breath catch in her throat. She had never felt that strange fluttering in her stomach before. But now she knew what women meant when they said a man had given them butterflies.