Isabella

One week came and went in a breeze, with Damon visiting me every day and sometimes staying the night. We would cuddle on the slim hospital bed, his large frame hanging off the edge.

 When he felt bold enough, he would pull down the neckline of my gown to reveal my nipples and suck on them while I squirmed comfortably in his arms.

Paula was doing much better. I occasionally heard the sound of Michael Familia's British accent from her door, followed by her giggles.

It looked to me like the two were getting closer in a good way. When we had the opportunity of being alone, we would...