Katherine ambled towards her bed in self-contained strides. Her eyes rapidly blinked and she stared agape at the man who was casually sprawled across her bed like a king who owned the space. He laid on his stomach with his legs and arms on the side, occupying the entire king-sized bed.
"What are you doing?" she finally managed to ask again as she stood by the bed and hovered over him.
Damien had his eyes closed as he responded to her, "I'm going to sleep." His voice was rough and sounded lazy.
"I can see that." She scanned his body from head to toe and back up again. "But why in my bed? You have your own house to go home to."
"I already slept here last night, what's another night?"
"Y-You slept here?!"
Damien's eyes fluttered open and he stared straight at her, his voice dropping low, "You didn't let go of me. What do you think?"
