When they reached the packhouse, Damon could see that Talia was still out, and she didn't react when he turned off the engine, or when he nudged her a little while calling her name, or when he carried her upstairs princess style.
He was determined to scold her for her irresponsible behavior. What would happen if he didn't interfere? Why can't she be more careful? What was she thinking?
Doesn't she know how adorable and completely defenseless she is?
But just as he reached the third floor of the packhouse Talia snuggled close to him and nuzzled his neck with her nose as she released a soft moan that shook his insides. To make things worse, Talia's warm breath slipped into his shirt, making him tingly all over, and the pressure in his groin area increased.
He forgot what he was planning to do.
"Damn it!", Damon cursed under his breath. He was supposed to be angry and not horny.
