Damon’s POV

“Uhn,” I awoke with a groan, my hand pressed against my temple as I fought off the vicious attack of a nasty headache.

I squinted my eyes against the brightness and slowly took note of my surroundings.

Bed. Too comfortable and unexpected. I should be in a chair or passed out on the cold, tiled floor.

Curtains. Bright blue ones that Nora changed recently.

I sat up with a jolt, a question burning in my mind.

How the hell did I get home last night?

My eyes met with Nora's ...