Camila's phone buzzed against the mahogany coffee table, its screen lighting up with a new message that made her heart skip a beat. She snatched it up, her fingers deftly unlocking the device to reveal a text from him.
"Hey, Camila," the message began, "I've got something special for you. Can't wait for you to have it."
Her thumbs flew across the keyboard, her response a mixture of anticipation and sass. "A surprise, huh? Color me intrigued. Where do I sign up?"
"Unfortunately, I can't make it in person. But trust me, it'll be worth your while." The text seemed apologetic, almost hesitant.
A frown tugged at the corners of Camila's mouth, her excitement dampened by the news. She had been looking forward to seeing him, his presence always a whirlwind that left her breathless. Yet, the promise of a gift piqued her curiosity, pushing her disappointment aside.