Mara’s POV
I stared at Damon.
He hadn’t even taken the smallest look at the people in the room. Every inch and every fiber of his being was focused on me, his eyes were cool and steady.
Damon had loosened his posture but his body was still alert, I could hear my coworkers whispering behind the counter but truly, none of that mattered now.
I wiped my hands on my apron to distract myself from the room. “What are you doing here?” I whispered.
His brow rose slightly, almost like he was amused. “Do I need a reason to go somewhere I can get a decent moon pie?”
He sat down on the chair I had been cleaning, and picked up a menu.
I knew that wasn’t the reason he had come here, Damon wasn’t the type to make public appearances unless he had to, and he definitely didn’t just show up at r
