"It's funny how a few moments ago, you were so adamant on finishing your work that I even had to resort to confiscating that stupid shirt. But now, you don't even want to step a single foot out of the room." Sarah said as she looked up at Damon who was hovering over her.

He hummed at her words, an unruly side of his lips quirking up without his permission. "It's a must that I stay if you're offering me something I want." He dropped his head in the crook of her neck while making sure that his legs and arms held him up and prevented his full weight from...