Damon let out a slow, quiet sigh. He accepted his boundaries.
Instead of kissing her, Damon decided to simply protect her. He raised his right arm and wrapped it around her. He pulled her gently against his side. His large, broad body covered her small, delicate body, shielding her from the cold room and the dark night.
He rested his chin lightly on the very top of her hair. He closed his eyes, enjoying the soft, sweet smell of her skin and the comforting weight of her arms around his waist.
Holding her securely in his embrace, Damon finally went back to sleep.
Hours passed in absolute silence. The dark night slowly surrendered to the new day.
The early morning sun began to rise above the capital city. Bright, warm golden light seeped softly through the large glass windows of the master bedroom. Outside in the gardens, the birds woke up and started chirping happily, filling the air with sweet, cheerful songs.
