Chapter 163 Benjamin true face
"Hmm... wake up, little female." Damon murmured, propping his head up with his hands as he gazed at Kyra sleeping.
She stirred and slowly opened her eyes, blinking in the morning light filtering through the curtains. "Stop looking at me like a creep." she mumbled, her voice still groggy from sleep.
Damon chuckled softly. "I am," he admitted with a playful smirk.
Kyra furrowed her brows, not entirely awake yet. "What?"
"Nothing," Damon replied, his smile widening. He enjoyed these moments, teasing her gently, even if she often found it annoying. There was something about her disheveled morning appearance that made her even more endearing to him.
Rubbing her eyes, Kyra finally sat up, stretching her arms above her head. "What time is it?"
Damon looked room clock. "Early enough. I made breakfast downstairs if you're hungry," he offered, already knowing she'd likely decline.