When they finished their meal, Katherine was quick to bring her plate to the sink and started washing it.
"Leave it," he said as he placed his plate on the counter.
"It's okay, let me wash the dishes. It's the least that I can do for staying here for the night." She glanced at him briefly with a small smile on her face.
Damien nodded and let her do what she wanted while he leaned his back on the counter and watched her. His expression was gentle yet his mind kept wondering how a tigress like Katherine turned into a mild domestic cat; he didn't know which one he liked more.
"Why are you staring at me like that? It's making me conscious… Are you worried that I'm going to drop your plates?" she chuckled.
"I'm not worried. You can break all of them if you want." He formed a crooked smile as he took an apron from the drawer.
Damien walked up behind her and instructed, "Raise your arms."
