Lisa's POV

Damien is shifting in his sleep when I suddenly find myself wide awake, placing my hands on his chest. My heart is thumping furiously in my chest as I get out of bed, opening my eyes wide and taking my arms off of him.

Why the heck not?

I remember the moment I touched his body. I inquire to no one in particular while checking to make sure the light is on throughout the space.

Why did he not turn off the light before going to bed?

I pull my goofy self slowly to the couch and place my hands on my cheeks. As I fall to the...