“I promise on one condition.”
“What?”
“No peeking,” he said. “You don’t open your eyes until I tell you to.”
I sighed. “Fine.”
“I’m waiting.”
I shut my eyes and pursed my lips.
He took my hands and walked backwards, talking to me the whole time. “Okay, nice and slow. Keep them closed. Now one second while I open the door- no peeking!”
I heard him turn the handle and open the door.
“Now walk straight forward three steps,” he said, keeping one hand on my lower back. “But don’t open your eyes yet.” His hand disappeared from my back for a split second while he pulled the door shut behind us.
“Can I open them now?”