LAVENDER'S POV
"I said that I'm sorry, Lavender. I really do but making me leave your room?" Damon shook his head at me while a playful grin curved on his lips. "I can't do that. I want to make sure you eat all of this?" he said that made my mouth hang open as he gestures the tray of food he placed on the bedside table.
"Of course, I will eat it. Why do you have to stay here and watch me?" I said in disbelief. "You are just going to waste your precious time watching me eat, Sir."
"Nah, I'm not wasting anything," he answered, still looking happy as if there's something to be happy about.
"But, Sir..." I said, emphasizing the last word again to knock some sense on him. "I think it's wrong when you're here wasting your time on someone like me. I mean, don't you have a company to job a
