The poor yet lucky Damien Park stayed in the same position for more than an hour. He had his arm over his forehead and his entire body was stiff but Katherine did not show any signs of weakness as she tightly encircled her arm over his torso.
Damien peeked and saw that she was fast asleep. It was past midnight and he was already dead tired. Not wanting to fight his exhaustion, he breathed in deeply and muttered, "Screw it." He slipped under the same blanket as hers and closed his eyes.
He flinched when she rubbed her ice-cold feet against his own, begging for some warmth. He glanced at her once again and saw a small crease in between her brows. Reaching the remote control of the air conditioner on the bedside table, he increased the temperature and made the room more comfortable.
Damien sighed when he thought that he was doting on the woman beside him too much. But what can he do? He simply loved pampering her.
