Lisa's POV

The first bite was divine.

My eyes widened. My fork paused midair as I turned slowly to stare at Damon across the small table. “You didn’t tell me the food here was this good!”

He smirked, poking at his grilled chicken. “I thought the line outside would’ve given it away.”

“There was no line.”

He shrugged.

I blinked, taking another bite of the cheesy potato balls swimming in what had to be a sacred blend of garlic and tomato sauce. “This is criminally underrated,” ...