Maya slowly opened her eyes, swallowed the bite of cheesecake, and looked up at Damien with a bright smile.
“Mmm… it’s so good!” she said happily. “You should try it, Love.”
A soft chuckle escaped Damien as he walked over to her.
Before he could sit down, Maya picked up another forkful of cheesecake and held it toward him.
“Here.”
Damien smiled and leaned forward, accepting the bite. He chewed thoughtfully before giving a small nod of approval.
“You’re right,” he admitted. “It is good. No wonder Grandpa keeps sneaking out for this place. He always finds an excuse to come back.”
Maya laughed softly. “I don’t blame him.”
She set the fork down before reaching up and gently running her fingers through his damp hair.
“You didn’t dry your hair,” she said, lightly combing through the dam
