The grin on Dani's face as she saw the note was decidedly happy. Even just that Obi would leave something like that for her was enough to make her morning. It only widened when her eyes followed the arrow and landed on the target he'd made.
It was done. And beautifully done. Obi was an excellent carpenter.
Now... all she needed was to find her bow and some arrows.
A shot of whiskey in her coffee would surely ward off the cold pit in her stomach at the thought of having to leave the house to inspect her nearby shed, or venturing off to a sport supply store to buy new.
After a few fortifying sips, she got out her phone and sent him a text message.
>> The target is gorgeous. >> You're officially the best boyfriend. >> Not that I've had many to compare you to, but still. >> I'm cooking you dinner tonight.