Invited Over

Ashlyn lingered outside the house, and her heart pounded with nervous anticipation. Her hands fidgeted, and she shifted her weight from one foot to the other, trying to alleviate the building tension. Inhaling deeply, she attempted to steady herself before taking the plunge.

Before her knuckles could even touch the door, it swung open, revealing a sight that made her heart skip a beat. There stood Elijah— his familiar, handsome face illuminated by a mischievous yet sophisticated charm. His blond hair was tousled in an effortlessly appealing manner, adding to his irresistible allure, while his thin, pink lips curled up to form a gentle smile.

"Here, for you," Ashlyn said, shoving the bag in Elijah's hand after breaking free from her stupor. She tried to make her tone as nonchalant as possible.

Aware of her uncharacteristic edginess and apprehensive of the teasing she would endure from Elijah in the future due to that, Ashlyn hurriedly stepped inside, attempting to mask her unease. Sh