** Harper **
Harper looked down at her ruined shirt. Oops, she should've seen it coming. Soft-serve desserts were always easy to make a mess with, and look at what she had done already in a mere four bites!
"Guess I should've considered using a bigger spoon …" she chuckled sheepishly at her clumsiness, quickly reaching for a napkin. But unfortunately, the liquidy mousse was faster, already soaking into the thin fabric. Some of the whipped cream had even inconveniently dripped through the seam, disappearing under the collar of her button-up.
She was dabbing flusteredly at the wet spot, wishing she had more hands to use to save the shirt, when she finally noticed that Eli wasn't helping her. On the contrary, he was watching her with a smile that looked … a little too suspicious.
"Maybe you should've considered taking that off?" he offered, nodding at her shirt. "Might be easier to clean it in the laundry than dabbing it with a napkin."
