Ch8 Vampires and witches

When I woke in the morning, Damon was on his back. My head lay on his chest, one arm wrapped around his stomach, and one leg on top of his leg. I lifted my head to look at him.

"Sorry," I said as I moved my leg away.

"It's okay," he told me.

I lay on my back on my side of the bed, my hands crosse...