Chapter 112

His voice had a hint of huskiness and a nasaltwang, and his eyes were a bit glazed.

In all honesty, he had looked at her several times. Each time, he thought she was dozing off, but soon enough, she would fight off the sleepiness and open her eyes, staring blankly at the alarm clock at his bedside, then stealing a glance at him.

He didn’t understand why she was fighting it so hard, but now, it seemed he did.

This woman.

He put down the documents, picked up a glass of water, and swallowed the medication under her watchful eyes.

Chloe ran her fingers through her hair, “Are you sure you don’t want to catch some sleep? Honestly, pushing yourself to work right now is not as good as getting better first. You’d be more efficient then.”

Over the years, working while sick had become a habit of hers.

“It’s okay Just a bit more work to finish. If I don’t get it done, I’ll be on edge.”

The guy had OCD

She sighed and retreated back to the couch.

Damon raised an eyebrow; she was being quite obedient.

Damon finished reviewing the last document and looked up,

sideways, her head resting

curled up, and legs tucked in. The position causing her nightdress to ride up, revealing her pale

a bit, as he rubbed his

no

covering most of her face, and

let go of

head and shoulders above other

was such a

was a

have to spend time snatching her

neck and the other around

Damon bent down to lay

a moment, looking at her, but

her guard down like

breath smelled sweet; Damon kissed her

was a passionate

was a good thing that she didn’t get better

again, two hours

a bit bewildered to find herself in bed.

the couch before she

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