She hesitated, then added, quieter, “And don’t sneak out without having something to eat.”
A small huff of amusement escaped him. “You worry too much.”
“Someone has to,” she murmured.
Jaime made a dramatic gagging sound. “Wow. I’m right here, you know.”
Maya shot him a look. “Go to sleep.”
Damien’s gaze drifted one last time to the laptop beneath Jaime’s hand. Still guarded. Still angled away.
He didn't comment; he simply brushed his thumb lightly against Maya’s side before letting his arm fall away. “I’ll see you in the morning.”
When he looked at Jaime this time, it wasn’t playful. It was assessing.
Damien moved toward the door, pulling it closed with quiet care.
The soft click echoed down the hallway. By the time the latch settled, his smile had faded.
He looked thoughtful. Ja
