[~♦DAMIAN♦~]

“Do you like it?” I ask with a battered breath as I watch her. Antsy to know if my little act has pleased her in any way.

I wasn't good at gentle gestures, I don't know how to do things like this. All my life it's been a shuffle between things that would lead me into a battle ground or a fight.

But if it was going to give me any chance at winning over my mate, then I'd do a thousand of it and more—Anything at all to earn her forgiveness and acceptance.

She drops her gaze back to the small dark green box I'd gifted her. I...