Ariel POV
Rays of sunlight streamed to the curtains making me realize that it was already morning. The fresh and minty scent oozing out from Damon kept me bed and I felt too lazy to stand up.
"Good morning," a masculine voice whispered in my ears making me shiver and the hairs on my neck stood up.
"Good morning," I whispered in response, secretly hoping that we could stay in this very position for a while.
"May I see your arm?" He asked and I immediately realized why he had asked, he wanted to check my wound. Reluctantly, I slowly showed him my arm which was now healing up to a scar.
"Wow Ariel, you've healed up," he said rubbing my skin which was now spotless. I had this tiny weird feeling buried in the pit of my stomach. It all seemed to be happening to fast and good that it felt li
