A knock on my window interrupted any thoughts I'd had that night. I gazed out the window, and there stood Emmett. I threw open the window and greeted him with a kiss. We smiled at each other, and he took my hand. Once Emmett helped me out of my bedroom, he led me down the street to where he'd parked.
"Your truck bed is covered," I noticed.
"And...?" he raised an eyebrow at me.
"It never is. Something up?" It was my turn to raise an eyebrow, but Emmett only shrugged it off. After we both got comfortable in our seats, he left my street, and we didn't say a word about the truck bed.
The drive took five minutes, maximum. I had no idea why we'd ended up where we did, in the middle of the forest, but I looked at Emmett for an explanation. He smiled at me and uncovered the bed of his truck. And that it was. It looked like a bed, with blankets and pillows galore. I saw a laptop, a projector, and a screen lying across the back of the truck, protected by all of the comfortable sheets.
"Emmett," my mouth spoke for me as I stood there, unsure of what to say.
"What do you want to watch?" He wondered, holding up a collection of movies he'd snatched from the backseat of the truck.
Once I'd picked out a movie, he got the getup set up, and I made myself comfortable on the large pillows and fluffy white blankets Emmett had brought with him. The movie soon began to start, and Emmett opened the back of the truck, climbing onto it and toward me. I smiled at him as he crawled across the white mountains to get closer to me.
"Princess Arabella, I present to you: Castle Murphy!" he exclaimed, pointing around us in the forest, showing me that it was decorated with crepe paper and streamers. I took it all in and realized he'd named his favorite place after me.
"So it's named after me, but not you?" I wondered.
"Of course!" He smiled, "Why wouldn't I name it after my lady?" I returned a smile. "Plus, Castle Byers just doesn't have the same ring to it," he shrugged.
"I think it sounds nice! But I'm glad you named it after me." I showed him my thanks by cuddling up to him and laying my head on his chest. He held me close to him as we lay there in the middle of a dark forest, watching a movie I'd seen too many times. This time, however, was different. That night, when I was in the truck bed cuddling with Emmett, changed the movie for me and gave it a whole new meaning. I truly felt like I was in a movie myself.
