Yvonne Finley blushed slightly, "…Oh."
Who would look at him closely for no reason.
As Caleb Baker was walking in, he casually said, "It seems that Miss Finley misunderstood?"
This statement didn't hide the teasing underneath.
Yvonne Finley hadn't expected him to be joking. She had seriously believed him and had even been thoughtful enough to buy him underwear. She glanced at a small package mingled amongst the large and small packages in her hand, calmly threw it behind her, pretending nothing had happened.
"Come in, let's have a gentleman's late night chat." He sprawled lazily on the couch, reclining his head on the armrest. The cool moonlight softly enwrapped his skin, highlighting the light red tint on his attractive Adam's apple.
Yvonne Finley closed the door and walked in.
Averted her gaze.
If he was spending the night with anyone else today-
They would probably throw themselves at him.
She sat down a meter apart from him, maintaining a safe distance.
