Chloe's face turned beet red in an instant.
She leaned on Damon's shoulder and gently pulled away, "Quit playing. You seriously don't wanna eat?"
"Can I have something else?"
Damon said, then leaned in and gave her chin a soft peck.
Chloe stiffened a bit, turned her head, and pushed him away.
"Stop joking around. If you don't wanna eat, then forget it. Don't you have work to do?"
Damon let out a soft sigh, glanced at the leftover food on the coffee table, and picked up his fork again.
Though the food had cooled, he resumed eating just the same.
Chloe turned to watch him, grabbed the hand holding his fork, and said, "If you are full, don't force yourself. The food's cold."
Damon looked at her sideways, then wrapped one arm around her waist and took another bite.
"Hey, Damon..."
Chloe bit her lip, feeling a bit contradictory. Initially, she wanted him to eat more because he didn't eat much, but now she felt like she was pushing him too hard.
She held his hand, stopping him from eating further.
"Don't eat anymore."
Damon silently looked at her, not saying a word.
His gaze made Chloe feel even more guilty.
She put her hand on his face and took the initiative to give him a kiss.
"Don't eat anymore. The food's cold."
"But if I don't eat the food, I'll have to start working."
Damon, moved by her kiss, finally spoke up.
"Right, you were supposed to work overtime."
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