Bab 129: Tomato, Tomahto

Warlock Ch 129. Tomato, Tomahto

With her reluctant blessing, Damian grinned and leaned down to press a quick kiss to Evelyn's forehead. "I understand, my love," he said softly, his tone carrying a rare sincerity that momentarily broke through his usual playfulness. "I'll be careful. Promise."

Evelyn sighed, clearly unconvinced but willing to let him go. "Just don't make me regret this," she muttered, crossing her arms as she watched him get dressed.

Damian quickly threw on his usual ensemble—a dark shirt, jacket, and comfortable trousers that allowed for ease of movement. He grabbed the books he had been reading, tucked them in the bag, and slung his satchel over his shoulder. He made his way to the door and glanced back at her with a playful grin. "Don't miss me too much."

"Go already," Evelyn shot back, though the faint smile on her lips softened the retort. "And don't forget—take it easy."