No more thoughts about Damon.
That was what Alexia had told herself before falling into a deep sleep. That night, her sleep had been invaded and stolen by Damon. She kept hearing his voice over and over again. His masculine voice kept invading her sleep. Her sleep was no longer hers for Damon had robbed her of it.
Alexia opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling. She couldn't sleep no matter how hard she tried. When she did sleep, she saw Damon in her dreams and she had to wake up from it each time.
How could Damon who was probably sleeping peacefully at this current time have so much effect on her? Why was she losing her sleep? Why wasn't it affecting her so much?
Alexia tossed to the other side of the bed. she groaned in frustration as the sleep refused to claim her as its. Maybe if she took some water the she would be fine?
