Jenny POV
I tried every possible way to make Damien notice me, but he paid no attention, rather concentrated on Felix. Can't he sense me? I kept wondering, probably he is distant from the loss of his wife, his daughter, in the hospital. It's already a lot for him, but I'm willing to help him out.
He still looked hot in his casual outfit of black pants and a polo. Strong chisel jawline, well-trimmed brown hair, and a bit of mustache that made him dripping hot.
"You must be so scared because of how tiny he is," I said, trying to strike up a conversation.
"Um… I can tell, but he is so adorable. I can't believe just one thing being will someday grow up into a bigger one," he joked. I laughed a little admiring his sense of humor, I was sure he had a great sense of humor.