His intoxicating smell of chocolate and pine invaded my nostrils, his warmth radiating into my body, his well-chiselled chest made me want to snuggle more into his arms.
"Ember, can you hear me?" a muffled voice echoed in my ears.
I wanted to respond back to him, but I didn't have the strength to open my mouth. Then I felt light in the air as he lifted me up, carrying me in his arms. All I could see were the blurry walls that were moving at a fast pace.
Then everything went blank.
…
My eyes fluttered open to the aroma of food that was drifting in the air. From one sniff, I could tell that there was bacon, sweet corn, fresh-baked bread, chicken soup, and baked muffins. My mouth salivated as I stood up from the bed groggily. I rubbed my knuckles against my eyes.
As my gaze became clearer, I realized that I was in Damon's room, and the sunlight penetrated the gap between the curtains, casting a filtered light in the room. My gaze wandered to the table, which was filled with food.
