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,

head resting on her arm, facing him.

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

darkened a bit, as he rubbed

woman had no hidden agendas.

over to look at her. Her hair was covering most of

couldn’t understand why Lance would let go

head and shoulders

to mention, she was such a cute

slightly, perhaps it was a good thing

spend time

around her neck and the other around her knees, gently lifting

from being sick. Damon bent down to lay her on the bed, her lips brushing lightly against his

for a moment, looking at her,

down

breath smelled sweet; Damon kissed her lips.

a passionate

a good thing that she didn’t

opened her eyes again, two hours

a bit bewildered to find herself

the couch

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