Logan Wallace's POV
The knock on my office door makes me look up from the papers.
"Come in..."
"Hey... You don't eat lunch or what?" I smile when I see Dafne peeking through the door. "The floor is empty, almost everything I brought today is gone," she enters, hiding something behind her back.
"You're very popular, my little grump," I shrug. "What are you hiding behind your back?" She presses her lips together.
"Just bringing you something so you don't starve, workaholic," she approaches and places a coffee-colored cupcake on my desk. "The batter is coffee, and the frosting is dark chocolate, just for you. It only has one tablespoon of flour." I smile, seeing her being perfect again.
"What more could I ask for, little grump?" Her triumphant smile washes over me.
"Maybe a little kiss
