Damian's POV

"It’s nothing." The words burst out before he could stop them.

Better to leave it that way, Damian told himself, his eyes dropping to the floor.

Kaira stayed quiet, her face was still puzzled.

"Later," he added in a low voice before he turned to leave, but her voice caught him.

"Damian. Is it okay if I call you that...? Damian?" Her tone was careful, almost intense.

His gaze lifted to meet hers. "Sure. You can."

A small smile softened her lips. "Thank you. I wasn’t sure ...