Davian studied the Omega nervously thumbing through the menu. He never noticed any of the staff working at the mansion.
And if it weren't for the fact that Rob was well known, he wouldn't have had anything to go off on.
Lake… it was. He looked nothing like his father.
Davian couldn't remember now who his mother was, Rob could never keep a woman.
He looked no worse for the wear, which was a relief. He was worried that in his haze, he had hurt the Omega.
Well… more than he already did.
He would prefer to just get the discussion over with and close this embarrassing chapter.
But Lake deserved a little effort, it was just dinner, and he could do that little.
The soothing mix of honey and citrus slowly spread through the room after the Omega sat down.
It was like drinking down a mug of lemon tea with honey, it made him think about sleep.
