“Sure,” Maya said, smiling easily.
“Great!” Harper grinned. “Do you mind stopping by the souvenir shop before you leave and grabbing me some magnets?”
Maya tilted her head. “Sure, do you have any specific ones in mind?”
Harper’s grin widened, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “All of them!”
Maya blinked. “Excuse me?”
“All of them!” Harper repeated, laughing, eyes wide with mock innocence. “One of each—pretty please! I was going to buy them earlier, but you know… zero time.” She leaned closer to the camera, grin widening. “So, can you just grab me every single design? I’ll wire you the money right now!”
Then she paused—her expression shifting, that familiar spark of mischief lighting her gaze. “Oh, wait…” she drawled, lips curving. “Boss is with you, right?”
Maya raised a brow. “You
