Hanna's POV
He let out a breath before standing up and picking me up in his arms. I let out a squeal and he laughed. He walked into the bedroom and set me down. I took off my clothes, aware that he was watching me. I sashayed into the closet and picked out one of his shirts. I put it on and heard his groan. When I turned around, Damien stood there only in boxers. He pulled me to him and kissed me.
"Thank you," he whispered against my lips. He pulled me into bed with him and held me close. I listened to his consistent breathing, but I knew that he wasn't asleep. Then I remembered something.
"You still owe me the twenty questions," I mumbled sleepily.
He laughed quietly, "I'll answer your twenty questions tomorrow baby."
"Hmm." I muttered, before sleep completely overtook me
