Maya leaned slightly closer and lowered her voice.
“Because there are other people here.”
Damien glanced around the table.
Maya continued quietly.
“And there’s only one slice.”
Understanding slowly dawned on him.
“It wouldn’t be polite to eat it in front of everyone without offering,” she whispered. “So I’ll just have mine later.”
Then her eyes landed on the iced coffee beside the paper bag, and a smile immediately appeared on her face.
“But I’ll have this.”
She picked up the cup and gave the straw a small swirl, mixing the drink before taking a sip.
“The ice will water it down if I leave it too long, so I need to drink it now.”
Damien met her eyes and immediately understood what she was doing. She wasn’t refusing the cheesecake because she didn’t want it.
She was simply being
