Willow.
Morning crept in quietly like it was afraid of waking the wrong creature and i happen to sleep with that creature. I stirred slowly my limbs heavy, my neck stiff and my mind struggling to pull me from the fog of sleep.
My nose caught the familiar scent of clean linen and warmth and something deeply masculine. And that’s when I realized I wasn’t on my own bed. I was in the bed beside Damon’s because he doesn’t like bunk beds so it was removed.
Now my bed is Beside his!!!
I blinked fast and sat up straight my heart jackhammering in my chest. What the hell? I must’ve fallen asleep while giving him that foot massage. That stupid and sinful anz stupid foot massage.
I remembered his low quiet groans and hjw they vibrated from his chest and into my bones. How I kept rubbing the sp
