The entire meal he ate with a s**t-eating grin on his face, which was getting to her nerves. “So, are you enjoying our date?” he asked, and her mouth hung open.
“What date?” she asked, coming to her senses.
“This,” he said.
“It’s no date,” she stated, finishing her meal.
“Believe me, it is our first date,” he said. “There’d be many more to come. So we’ve started dating,” he said conclusively.
Angela shook her head. “In your dreams,” she muttered, going into the kitchen. She actually liked the idea of going out on a date as her friends did. But she would never admit that to Damian and inflate his already large ego. He followed her inside with his plate. They washed the dishes and cleaned the mess that they’d made.
Afterward, they went for a walk around the farm, planning which place w
