Mara’s POV
My heart pounded harder than it should have, I rushed home. I was eager to drop off the gift box from earlier that weighed heavy in my hands like a contraband I was trying to hide.
If Aiden caught me coming home late and with this? There was no chance that I could spin an excuse he’d believe… but coming home late could be brushed off with an excuse about traffic or covering an extra shift.
So I darted into the house, shoved the package in my closet at the bottom. This was the first time I wished I had a secret compartment beneath the floorboard under my bed. I slipped back out of the house before my mind started playing wild scenarios of Aiden searching my room.
I rushed into the street, checking my wristwatch to be sure of the time. I still had some time…
But at least
