Since James and Cornelia left, Damon showed no intention of releasing Talia from his hold.
Both of them were aware that this was not the time to idle, but they were finally alone, this was their moment of peace, and every second counted.
Talia marveled at the way how his arms circled her protectively. It was like he erected an invisible barrier that didn't allow anything to go through, isolating her from the trouble and noise around them.
Talia pressed her ear to Damon's chest and listened to his strong heartbeat that had the power to pacify her demons, and she wished they could stay like that forever.
His scent of the forest and the dark chocolate filled her existence a long time ago, yet it still felt fresh and soothing, like it was on the first day they met. Damon's scent urged her to get closer and stay there because only when they were together she could be at peace. He was her other half, her safe harbor, her home.
