I should have a taste

Did Jasmine send him a gift? His heart raced in joy. It was just a box, one that didn't look anything like a gift box. It definitely didn't mean what he was thinking—but that didn't stop him from thinking it. Jasmine had just sent him a gift!

Basking in jubilation, he took the folded fabric out of the box and unfolded it. It was the most beautiful robe he had ever laid his hands on—it would still take that position even if it wasn't designed and made by Jasmine.

He recognized the pattern that the tiny diamonds formed at the hem of the robe. It was the same pattern she had been making on the desk a week earlier. Turns out, it was for his robe.

Realization hit him in a way that made him grin. No wonder she didn't want him in the room when she worked. It wasn't because his presence distracted her, it was because it would ruin the surprise!

He smiled and hugged the robe. He should thank her. On his third step, he turned around with a change of his mind.