Mason quickly pushed his confusion aside when he saw his favorite barbecue ribs and focused on eating.
After finishing dinner, Nyla was just about to head back to her bedroom when Damon walked up to her and effortlessly picked her up. Seeing Lydia cover her mouth and chuckle, Nyla felt her cheeks flush. She quickly whispered in Damon's ear, "I can walk on my own."
"You walk too slowly. I'm carrying you," Damon insisted.
Nyla couldn't argue with him, so she went along with it.
Instead of taking Nyla to the bedroom, Damon carried her to his study.
"Aren't you supposed to be in a meeting soon? Why are you taking me to your study?" she asked.noveldrama
"You can rest on the sofa in my study and read. I'll take you upstairs after the meeting," he replied.
Nyla frowned. "Will it disturb your meeting?"
Damon smiled. "No."
Their relationship had finally made substantial progress that day, and with Nyla's foot injured, Damon wanted to seize the opportunity to move into her room. He wasn't sure when he'd have another chance.
Despite his calculated plan, he maintained a calm exterior.
Nyla, eager to spend more time with Damon, nodded. "Okay, then."
After settling Nyla on the sofa, Damon found her a book and covered her with a thin blanket.
"I'll go to my meeting now. If you feel tired later, just sleep here for a bit," he said softly.
"Okay," she replied.
Once Damon returned to his desk, he turned on his laptop and gathered the shareholders to begin the meeting.
...
It lasted over three hours before wrapping up. He instructed Spencer to organize the minutes and email them to him, then closed the laptop.
Rising from his desk, he walked over
to the sofa and saw that Nyla had already fallen asleep, holding the book foosely in her hands as if it might slip to the floor at anyo moment.
Gently, Damon took the book from her hands and placed it on the table, gazing lovingly at her peaceful face.
Though Nyla hadn't been asleep for long, she didn't sleep deeply. Feeling a shadow fall over her, she slowly opened her eyes.
"Did you finish your meeting?" she asked, her voice hoarse and laced with sleepiness, completely unaware of how cute she looked. Damon nodded. "Yeah, I'll carry you upstairs to sleep."
"Okay," Nyla replied.
When Damon carried her back to the bedroom and didn't leave, she finally sensed something was off. "Why haven't you left yet?"
Damon pulled back the covers and
naturally day on the other side of her bed. "You hurt your foot. It'll be inconvenient for you to go to the bathroom at night, so I'm staying to take care of you."
"I'll be fine. Just hurry back to your own room," Nyla insisted.
"Nope. You needed my help earlier when you were taking a bath. Even if you don't need my help, what if you fall at night and no one's around to notice?" Damon asked.
No matter how much Nyla protested, Damon refused to leave.
After exhausting her arguments, he handed her a glass of water. "Drink this and get ready for bed."
Nyla didn't take it, glaring at him. "You have to sleep here, is that it?"
Damon nodded.
"Fine, then you sleep here, and I'll go sleep with Buddy," Nyla said.
Just as she pulled back the covers and prepared to get out of bed, Damon grabbed her wrist and pulled her back. His tall figure loomed over her as he suggested, "Nyla, if you really can't sleep, why don't we do something interesting?"