I feel arms wrap around me and pull me into their body. I open my eyes and see Damon. He's finally home.
"I'm home. I love you." He says and I'm so tired I can't even reply back. Instead, I snuggle into his warm body and close my eyes again.
A few hours later, I wake up and Damon is still sound asleep. I know he loves what he does, but he works so much and I know he's exhausted. I quietly climb out of bed and close the door. I walk into the kitchen and decide to fix breakfast.
After an hour of making bacon, home made waffles with chocolate chips, cutting up fruit and making eggs, I set the table just as Damon comes out of the room.
"Morning lovely, did you make all of this?" He wraps his arms around me from behind and looks at the table.
"I did. Just for you." I turn around in his arms and kiss him.
"Lets eat." I pull him to the table and we sit down to eat.
After breakfast, we clean up and then walk back to the bedroom. I walk in the bathroom and start the shower.
I feel Damon's eyes on me as I undress and I smirk to myself.
"Damon." I say and turn around. He is already smirking and I shake my head. I open the glass door of the shower and step in.
"Don't just stand there." I tell him and within seconds, he's standing in the shower with me. His lips are on my shoulder and I rest my head on his. His hands move to my waist and he continues kissing me.
"What time is Jonah coming over?" He asks me and I forgot all about that.
"I need to go call Katherine." I say.
"No, wait." Damon says, his eyes moving across my body. I wrap my arms back around his neck and kiss him. He lifts me up and presses me against the wall of the shower. His hand moves between us and his fingers start teasing me. My mouth falls open as I moan in pleasure.
"Damon.." I press my mouth against his neck. He brings me to orgasm and I curse out his name as it rushes through me. His forehead presses against mine and he sets me back on my feet. I keep my arms wrapped around him, holding me up.
"More." I say to him. I need more. I need him.
"Patient." He smirks. He grabs the shampoo bottle and puts some in the palm of his hand. He massages it into my hair and then I rinse it out when he finishes. After we finish washing off, he wraps the towel around me and I dry off.
We go to the bed and he sits down, pulling me towards him. I straddle his waist and wrap my arms back around his neck.
"I have to talk to you about something." He says and I lean back a little so our eyes meet.
"What about?" I ask curiously.
"Last night at work, I was speaking with my supervisor. There's an opportunity for me." He says.
"What kind of opportunity?" I ask. He looks up at the ceiling and then back at me.
"To go work at a hospital in Germany for 3 months. Do some surgeries for doctors who aren't specialized in those types of surgeries." He says and I look down.
I really hate his job.
"I don't have to take it, but it would look good on me. And I'd bring home a little more than I do now. I just want to talk to you about it, let me know what you think." He brushes his fingers through my hair and I look back up at him.
"3 months?" I ask and he nods.
"Just 3 months. And I'm sure it will go by fast." He says.
"When would you have to leave?" I ask. I trail my fingers across his collar bones.
