The Next Morning 

Emma's POV

 A new day. Fresh start.

I had already taken my bath, brushed my hair, and slipped back into the same clothes I wore yesterday. Lovely. Just another reminder that I needed to go home after finishing my morning duties.

Stepping out of my room, I stretched my arms over my head before making my way down the stairs, heading straight for the kitchen to fix Damon's breakfast.

But as I descended, my eyes landed on him, seated on the couch, looking effortlessly ...