She looked up at his face.“Oh, you’re sleeping with me?”
“Yes.There will never be a night we don’t sleep in the same bed.Enough time has passed, and I don’t want to lose anymore.”
Emma looked around to see her brother had left.“You don’t have to.You know, I can’t ...we can’t have sex.”
Damon cupped the side of her face.“Baby, I don’t care.I just want to hold you.”
“Oh, okay.”
He kissed her forehead, and the simple gesture made it hard for her to swallow past the emotion.
He nudged her toward the door.“Go on.”
She turned and walked out of the kitchen.She didn’t breathe a sigh of relief until she was in her room and the door was closed behind her.
Her thoughts turned to the problems she would have to face, like how she would get the guys to let her move back to her apartment.Her anxiety started to rise.There was no way Damon would let her be away from him, so she had to do whatever she needed to protect him.
Chapter Eleven
Damon slipped out theback door.
Trent held out a bottle of beer.“Is everything okay?”
He sat back and looked at Trent.“Yes.What have her periods been like in the past?”
Damon chuckled when he caught the horrified look on Trent’s face.
“Oh, God.Hell, I don’t know.Grouchy, I guess, but she’s my sister.The last thing I want to talk about is her...”Trent said in disgust and shivered.
“Period?”Damon said with a raised brow.
Trent scowled at him.“Stop talking about it,” he growled.
“Fine.”They sat quietly for a few minutes.
“Man, I’m so glad you’re home,” Trent said.