If she let herself stare any longer, she might just abandon all her plans and crawl right back into his arms.
Damon stretched lazily before slipping out of bed. He walked over to the nightstand, opened a drawer, and pulled out a few bottles of vitamins.
"I want to see you off," he murmured, rubbing his eyes before handing them to her. "I know you get busy and forget to eat sometimes. I don't want you getting sick, so take these before you start working, okay?"
Charlotte blinked, caught completely off guard.
This man. This ridiculously thoughtful, annoyingly handsome man.
How was he always this thoughtful? Not just about the big things, but even the smallest details like this.
Charlotte took the vitamin bottles, then stood onto her tiptoes, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. "Thank you," she murmured, smiling against his mouth. "I'll take them, I promise."
