"You overthink Damoen when all you need to do is just trust me," she said.
Damone immediately felt guilty, "I am sorry, kaesha; it's just that this is too early. I expect prolonged hatred from you. I deserved it," he replied.
"Do you want my hate instead of my care?" She asked as she reached beyond him for the plate of meat, cheese, and bread. She set it on the thick mattress next to them and picked up a piece of the meat. She offered it to him from her hand. His mouth brushed over her fingers as he ate the offering.
"No, I prefer your care more than anything else. "This is the sweetest meal I've ever eaten," he said in a husky voice. "Offered from the hand of a naked golden goddess while she sits astride me. "It's heaven after I had gone to hell, and I will return to hell if you offer me something like this again."
