Reina’s POV
After shopping the entire day, Damon led me into a fine restaurant. The dining room was bathed in a soft, golden ambiance, with amber lighting which created a romantic mood.
I opened the menu, but my eyes widened at the prices. Everything listed seemed absurdly expensive, the kind of numbers that made my hand hesitate over the page.
"It seems my wife is having a hard time deciding," Damon said as he addressed the waiter. He didn't miss the way I had stiffened. "Bring us the chef's signature main course. Surprise us."
I lowered the menu with a sigh of relief, watching as the waiter bowed and whisked it away. To ground myself, I took a slow sip of the chilled lemon drink on the table to cut the heat of the day.
"I’ve been thinking," Damon began, leaning forward slightly. T
