Damon’s POV

“How was it?” Nora asked as I walked into the house, wrapping her arms around my neck.

Hmmm. I inhaled her soft fragrance, loving how good she smelled. She felt and smelled like home, and I tightened my hold on her, pulling her closer with my arms around her waist and burrowing my head in her neck.

She chuckled. “I guess it was good.”

I shrugged, letting go of her and wishing I never had to.

“I'm glad we found a suitable and professional therapist.”

I arched my ...