Damon stifled a laugh, only grinning instead. “You’re tricky.” It hadn’t been very long at all and Damon was counting Enigma as one of the few people he could not only stand, but actually like. It was a welcome surprise.
“More pie?” He asked, nodding to the empty plate in front of her. He’d willingly take the tab. Financial business was easy when you could compel people into giving ‘donations’. Damon never really said much on the matter. He knew it would attract negative attention from the individuals in Lawrence that had very vocal consciences.