AMIRA
"Jared is going to lose his mind." Ciara whistled appreciatively as I sauntered into her living room, her eyes wide with amusement.
I couldn't help but grin mischievously. "That's exactly the plan," I replied. My outfit, carefully chosen with Jared in mind, consisted of a shiny silver sequin top that clung to my form, a single strap running across my back. Paired with sleek black pants and matching silver heels, it was a look designed to turn heads.
Ciara laughed, a sound filled with delight. "If you bend over just a little, you're going to give everyone quite a show."
"That's the idea," I said with a wink, my smile playful. "But enough about Jared and me. Today is all about you."
From my purse, I pulled out a small wrapped box. "Happy birthday, my dear," I said warmly, handing
