"Lucian, look at you. You already took a peek, didn't you?"
"..." Lucian Sloan was stunned, then retorted, completely dissatisfied, "Yara, am I really that kind of person?"
"Didn't you do this kind of thing all the time when you were little?"
"..." That hit a nerve.
"Alright then, I won't look." She glanced over at Lucian Sloan and said with a grin, "So, Lucian, what did you get me to celebrate my first-place win?"
"Uh, Yara, it's getting late. I'm going to bed. Good night." With that, he was already scrambling upstairs.
Yara Quillan walked over to the large cardboard box and opened it. The moment she saw what was inside, she smiled.
She resealed the box, carried its contents upstairs, took a shower, changed her clothes, and climbed into bed.
Lying in bed, she stared at the gift from Jared Monroe. She knew she still didn't have any romantic feelings for him. Her thoughts then drifted to Henry Lester. She and Henry...
