"So delicate." Caleb Sterling said casually, tearing open the bag and lifting Sierra Summers' foot to put her socks on.
The white socks were thick and completely covered the ankles. Sierra watched Caleb's actions in silence, her lips constantly curling into a smile.
Caleb finished putting on the socks for her, and then the shoes.
"Are you free tonight?"
Sierra finally placed both feet on the ground, and she proactively sat next to Caleb. "Yes, I'm free."
"My aunt is inviting us for dinner; she's going abroad tomorrow." Caleb turned and kissed Sierra on the side of the face.
Sierra glared at him. "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I'm not prepared at all!"
"Also, Caleb, aren't you a bit too clingy? I've noticed, you really like kissing me, huh?" Sierra looked like she had discovered a little secret of Caleb's, her eyes wide with a hint of smugness.
Caleb admitted openly, "Obviously, you're absolutely correct."
