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Aftermath
I wake up and feel Damon wrapped around me. It feels strange now, knowing that everything is over.
"Morning baby girl." His words cause me to smile.
"Morning daddy, you got out of last night." I roll over to face him.
"With how bad I was feeling it is a good thing we didn't use the room. I would have passed out and left you tied up." He laughs and I have to nod and laugh with him.
"True, so what is the plan now daddy?" I look at him.
"We go home. I spoke to the police last night, CCTV confirms everything. They had the scene cleared up. So home, a week without anything, no work, no club, just me, you and Raye." He pulls me against his chest and I have to agree, it sounds good.
I don't reply, my mind replays everything and I consider if there was a way to stop it all. If I had gone home with Damon, if I had refused to go out.
"What's up baby girl?" He peers down at me.
"Just thinking if there is anything I should have don
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