"How's the taste?" Liam Taylor asked Amelia Johnson.
Amelia took another bite of the steak. "Way better than the takeout I usually get."
Liam grinned. "Of course. I brought it from a friend’s restaurant."
Damien Taylor glanced at her and said, "If you like it, we can just eat at the place next time."
"Sure." Amelia smiled. She still owed him a meal anyway.
After finishing up, she turned to Damien. "I’m heading next door to change clothes."
"I’ll go with you," Damien said, standing up.
"No need. I feel much better now." The medicine was surprisingly effective, no wonder it was called a miracle drug.
But Damien didn't seem to hear her—he just picked her up.
Amelia was startled. "Hey! I can totally walk on my own!"
He didn’t put her down. "This saves time."
