Great! Wonderful! She was doomed! Nessa lamented inwardly as the phone rang in her grasp. Her heart began to pound in her throat like a woman who was caught red-handed committing adultery by her husband.
But then she wasn't married nor was she committing adultery... well she was in bed with Damon... No! That's not it! They were confined into this room and she had no choice but to share his bed.
What in the hell was she even talking about? She didn't sleep, like literally sleep with Damon, and Luke wasn't her boyfriend - at least not yet. So why should she feel guilty?
Clearing her throat, Nessa tried to wriggle out of the limited space but Damon's hands choose to wrap around her waist at that moment. She glanced up, the bastard was still asleep.
Even while asleep, he still bothered her life. What kind of human being was this? Nessa was greatly irritated.