Molly sat beside him, crossing her legs as she watched him open the present. “We’re not saving the paper, Horst—rip it!”
She grinned and sat on her hands to keep herself from helping in her eagerness. “It’s a puzzle box. You can use it to keep your valuables and whatnot. I thought you’d like it. You may like the prize inside even more.” She brushed casually at her knee. “It might be, I don’t know, some coupons. Things to cash in whenever you like. Things consenting adults like to do.”










