SWEET SPOT
She grunted dramatically, making me burst into laughter.
“You should go in before your mom starts wondering why you’re out so late,” I said, nudging her gently. “I’ll head out now.”
“Nyla, wait.”
I stopped and turned back. “What is it?”
Susie didn’t answer right away. She dug into her bag with a mischievous little smile playing on her lips. I stood there confused, watching her.
Finally, she pulled out a sleek, beautifully wrapped package. The moment I saw the branding on it, my eyes widened in horror.