(Eleanor pov)
I was awoken by a soft knock on the door, I hadn't realized how long I slept for or what time it even was..all I knew was I felt like I had been hit by a dang semi-truck. My body was so sore in places I didn't even know was possible..I didn't even feel like we worked out hard enough to warrant this amount of being sore.
"Eleanor, are you awake?" I heard Damion's deep voice call through the door, causing my heart to flutter as I sat up in bed trying not to wince from the quick movement.
"Yes, I'm up." I spoke softly, unsure if he even heard me.
Suddenly the door opened slowly, and what I saw took my complete breath away. Damion was wearing a white button-up shirt with his sleeves rolled up halfway and black slacks. The top three buttons of his shirt were undone revealing
