She drew back a little, frowning at him. “Y-you don’t want it?” Her hand started to tremble a little.
“I do…I just…I can’t remember the last time someone bought me a present…” he whispered, voice thick with emotion as he eyed her adoringly, finally reaching out to take it from her. “Thank you, Summer.”
She ducked her head under his gaze, flushing a little. “I, um, I made it. Actually,” she whispered.