#Chapter44

He released a heavy sigh. “I’m sorry about that. My sister should have never touched you.” Damon said, regret in his tone.

I pursed my lips. “She was upset,” I told him, defending Samantha’s actions because even though I was pissed at her, I understood why she had done it; I knew what had made her so upset, her father.

Damon reared back and stared into my eyes with furrowed brows. “That’s no excuse; she had no right to strike you.” He ran a thumb across my cheek. “Are you alright?” He asked, concern in his tone.

I nodded my head. “Yes, can we just go back to bed,...