Damon's POV

A groan escaped my lips as my eyes fluttered open, the dull throbbing in my head reminding me of last night's events-or at least, the parts I could remember. My vision was blurry at first, but as I turned slightly, I felt something-or other, someone-pressed against me. 

A hand draped lazily over my chest. 

I glanced to my right and there she was. Bianca. 

That's when it all came rushing back. 

I let out a breath, dragging a hand down my face. A small ...