Chapter 78

The bathroom door opened after a moment and Damon emerged dressed in his uniform. His hair was slightly damp and there was a towel hanging from his neck. 

He dropped the towel on the bedpost and took his backpack, slinging it over his shoulder. “Are you ready?" he asked.

"Yes." Talia grabbed her bag, she paused and turned to him, closing the distance between them. 

Damon staggered back, his lips parting slightly. “What… what’s wrong?” 

"Thank you for everything.” She said, staring up at his warm eyes. “It must not have been easy taking care of me and staying awake all night. I don’t know how I would...