I groaned as the sunlight filled my room, waking me up. I turned to my right only to have Damon's face right in front of me, fast asleep with his arms still wrapped around my waist.
I stared at him for a while, from his perfectly shaped eyebrows, his long eyelashes and his lips. My eyes lingered on his lips for a while longer finding the urge to trace them with my fingers.
Slowly I raised my hand so I could trace it but I stopped myself. What if he wakes up when I'm touching his lips? He would think I'm weird.
But I took the risk anyway, slowly I traced his lips with a faint smile tugged on my lips.
Suddenly I felt Damon's chest vibrating on mine, I looked up at him to see him laughing and I quickly tore my hands from his lips.
"You want to kiss me that bad, princess?" He asked me, wi
