Maya's POV
The music flowing through the car speakers transported me back to a very specific memory. These weren't just random songs—they were the exact playlist from our first night together. I glanced at Damon, noting his self-satisfied smile.
"These songs..." I started, watching his expression grow even more pleased.
"Our playlist. Created it specially for our first night. Seemed appropriate for today too. Do you like it?" His eyes briefly met mine before returning to the road.
"I adore them! Did you personally select each one?" I asked, genuinely curious. I'd known he planned our first night together, but this level of attention to detail surprised me.
"Every single one was deliberately chosen," he confirmed with a sideways glance. "Nothing random about it."
"I'm not sure I deserve this much thoughtfulness," I sighed contentedly, overwhelmed by my good fortune.
