11.

I was hit with a sense of Deja Vú as I sat opposite Davian again. The silence was maddening and the only sound was the clinking of our cutlery or rather his as he ate while my eyes wouldn't move from his passive expression. This man kept surprising me each day and today was not an exception.

Davian hasn't bothered to look at me since he started eating making me jog back my memories to clarify if he had been the one to invite me out for lunch and not the other way around.

“Is the food not to your taste?” Davian suddenly spoke up, disrupting my thoughts as my eyes met his in a short stare down.

My eyes glanced back at my untouched plate before they were on him again. “I’m surprised you called me out for lunch. It’s unlike you” I said instead because I still hadn't figured out why he asked to eat lunch together and hadn't said a word to me since we arrived at another high end restaurant.

“I had something to discuss and I didn't want to do it over the phone” He said before picking up his