It was the weekend, and you were spending a lazy day at home with your best friend. The two of you, along with your little sister, were busy playing poker when the doorbell rang.

You called for your sister to answer it, but she ignored you. Letting out a sigh, you got up. Who could it be at this time? you wondered as the bell kept ringing.

“Coming, coming!” you called out, opening the door—only to freeze in place.

Standing there was your neighbor’s son, David, holding a package.

“Hey, delivery,” he said with a casual smile.

“I-I didn’t know you were doing this,” you stammered, taking the box from his hands.

“Just a part-time gig for today, pretty,” he replied, flashing a teasing grin that sent heat rushing to your cheeks.