Chapter 21
Morning light was just starting to creep through the gaps in the curtains when I woke up, and the first thing I felt was Damon’s hand resting protectively over my side, his breathing still slow and warm against my hair. For a second, I just lay there, listening to the quiet sounds of the house waking up somewhere far below, and thinking about everything we’d talked about the night before. There was so much to do, so many things we needed to fix and change, but strangely enough, I didn’t feel overwhelmed at all. Not with him right here. Damon stirred a moment later, shifting slightly before those familiar golden eyes opened, immediately finding mine. A small, soft smile tugged at his lips—the kind that was only ever meant for me. He leaned in and pressed a light kiss to my forehead, then m
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