Chapter 53
The next morning, Natalie woke to the smell of freshly brewed coffee. She smiled before she could stop herself. Somehow… She already knew who was responsible.
After getting ready for work, she stepped into the kitchen. Damien was standing by the counter, his sleeves rolled to his forearms as he poured coffee into two mugs.
He looked up. "Morning."
"Morning."
She accepted the mug he held out to her. "I think you're spoiling me."
"I doubt that."
"You've brought me coffee two mornings in a row."
He took a sip from his own mug. "I noticed you work better after your first cup."
Natalie laughed. "So this is still about productivity?"
"It always is."
She raised an eyebrow. "I don't believe you."
A hint of amusement crossed his face. "You don't have to."
For a brief moment,
