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The next morning, I woke up in Damian’s bed and my first thought was 'This is what I want, Damian beside me. Do I really love him?' Yes, there was not a doubt that my feeling for him was a romantic one. I loved him, and I couldn't deny it anymore. I gazed at him - his face was so perfect, his hair messy, yet he looked sexy. I brushed his hair back, and he woke up at my touch. “Morning, Baby girl,” he said with a slow, sexy smile, pulling me closer to him, sighing in contentment. We spent a few minutes just like that, in a world of our own, where nothing else mattered. Out of a sudden, Damian sat up, nearly knocking me off the bed. “Damian?” I asked him, confused at his sudden action. “Kat, Baby girl, why didn’t you tell me about what happened with your ex-boyfriend and his friends?” H