_Alyssa's POV_
As the waitress handed us the menus, I found myself relaxing just a little bit. The cozy atmosphere of the restaurant, with its warm lighting and soft music, made it feel like we were in our own little world. Damon glanced over his menu at me, his smile warm and easygoing.
"So, what are you thinking of getting?" he asked.
I scanned the menu quickly, looking for something simple. "I think that I will have the steak," I said, deciding on the classic choice. "With roasted vegetables on the side."
"Good choice," he said. "I will have the grilled salmon with lemon butter sauce." He handed his menu back to the waitress with a smile and I followed suit.
As the waitress left, Damon leaned back in his chair, his eyes still on me. "You know," he began, his tone playful, "I’m surp
