Damon waited silently until Michael was out of sight before quietly closing his door and walking back onto the balcony. Without stopping, he entered Alicia’s room through the balcony door. The first thing he saw was the suitcase sitting on the foot of the bed. A slow smile appeared on his face realizing that Michael was intending for her to stay for a while… which was fine with him.
“Well, I might as well make myself at home too,” he whispered.
It was then that Alicia decided to roll over onto her back and sigh heavily in her sleep. For the first time, Damon was able to gaze at her without feeling rushed or angry and he felt his mouth go dry. Her long blonde hair was fanned out over the pillows and those lips were still slightly pouted. He remembered what they felt like against his own d
