She Walked Right Into The Trap

Hera muffled her laughter with her hand. She couldn't wait to tell Hunter and see his reaction. He sure would act nonchalant, but Hera knew how easily he could get jealous. Hera smiled and shook her head. Folding the letter, she tore it into two equal parts and repeated the action until it turned into tiny pieces. Collecting the remnants in her palms, she dumped it into the trash can. 

Hera accidentally looked at Clara's bed before going to sleep. She already had her eyes on Hera, watching keenly. Hera pulled the blanket up to her neck as she felt the urge to hide under it. Clara's scrutinising gaze felt heavy on her, and nervously Hera's fingers fidgeted under the blanket.