Rebecca came to her room. Benjamin was bathing, so she had to wait.

After he came out, she told him, “I’ll go first from tomorrow. Remember that.”

“W-What? What if I came home early?” Benjamin asked.

“You won’t. I’ll be picking you from work every day,” she replied.

“Y-You will?” Benjamin’s heart fluttered for a second. “Why? That wasn’t part of the bet.”

“I have my reasons,” she said. “Just make sure you don’t make me wait at your shop. I hate waiting.” Saying that she entered the bathroom.

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