Page 77 of Deathless & Divided

“I told you, trying to—”

“No, Damian. What are you doing with me?”

“Calling you, sweetheart.”

“Why?” Lily asked quietly.

“Because I have a surprise. Get up and come downstairs to the front.”

Lily sat up in bed. “A surprise?”

“Yes. Get up, I said.”

The call hung up. Grumbling under her breath, Lily found the strength to get out of bed. She pulled on something suitable for wearing outside her bedroom, slid on a pair of ballet flats, and made her way downstairs.

Strangely, Theo was sitting at the dinner table with Dino when Lily passed the kitchen by. For not being very friendly, her brothers seemed to be spending a hell of a lot more time together now.

“Morning, princess,” Dino called.

Lily gave her brother a dirty look and flipped him the bird.

“A little early for your attitude, isn’t it?” Theo called.

“Somebody woke me up.”

Both her brothers laughed. Lily ignored them and continued her trek to the front door. Without looking out through the curtains first, she pulled it open and damn near fell over the threshold at the sight in front of her.

Damian stood with his arms crossed and leaning against one of the most gorgeous cars Lily had ever seen. It sported strong, bold lines making the sporty look of it all the more sleek and sexy. The yellow paint with black highlights was sure to draw attention.

The cobalt blue Porsche sitting beside the yellow sports car was one Lily recognized. It was Damian’s car. The yellow one, she didn’t have a clue.

Lily gaped. “Holy shit.”

“Good morning,” Damian murmured, never moving a muscle.

“Whose car is that?”

Damian smiled a sexy sight. “Yours.”

No way.

Lily’s eyes widened. “You’re lying.”

“I am not. Stop gawking, Lily, it looks terrible on you.”

Her mouth snapped shut audibly.

“That’s …” Lily eyed the silver trident emblem on the grill of the car in total disbelief. Sure, Damian had a high-end car and even Lily’s brothers drove expensive vehicles. She, on the other hand, had never once owned her own car despite having a license. “Is that a Maserati?’

Damian glanced down at the car, nodding. “It is. A GranTurismo, if you want to be specific.”

Holy shit.

“You bought me a Maserati?” Lily asked, her voice faint and unsure.

“I did,” Damian said simply.

“Why?”