*Damon POV*
I dashed out the front door with two blueberry muffins in hand. I hoped Serene would enjoy this morning snack. She didn't seem like one of those girls who would snub a muffin as "too fattening."
I met up with Serene near the corner, three houses down from hers. I saw that she put up her hair in a beautiful sloppy bun this morning. I don't know how, but she always looked amazing so effortlessly.
"Good morning," I greeted and handed Serene the muffin with slight uncertainty. To my relief, she took it with glee.
"Oh my god, how did you know?" she responded, immediately unraveling the wrapper. "I was trying to grab breakfast but my stepmom and her dreadful daughter were in the kitchen making a racket."
I couldn’t pay complete attention to what she was saying, because the way she nibbled the breadcrumbs was so delicate and endearing. I wanted to clean the extra crumbles on her luscious lips with my finger, but I held back.
