Her smile was infectious, Daimon had to bow his head to hide his. He was doing a lot more of that, ever since they'd began spending time together. When he could stop looking like a fool, he gruffly cleared his throat and furrowed his brows with feigned solemnity. He'd almost asked her to repeat what she'd said so he could say it, but was certain he had grasped it well the first time, which was why he confidently repeated, "Dobro je, volim te."