Chapter 1: Second chance
Early morning.
The sunlight bled softly through the curtains, painting golden streaks across the cluttered apartment floor. Dust motes drifted in the air, undisturbed. A man was sprawled on the bed loudly snoring. He was so out of it as if this was the first time in years he was sleeping so well.
And then, bang bang bang.
The door shook like someone was about to kick it off its hinges. Damon flinched awake, groggily sitting up.
Another knock, louder this time, almost furious.
He stumbled to his feet, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and cursing under his breath. "If this is another delivery I didn't order..."
He swung the door open.
And froze.
Standing there, backlit by the morning sun, was a woman who looked like she had just stepped out of a modeling catalog.