Once I felt better, we ended up going straight home. He suggested to the nurse that he'll personally bring me home just to make sure I was okay and the nurse agreed. I also ended up throwing up in the trash bin near the bed. There goes my meal. Once we arrived home, Damien helped me to the bed.
"Damien, if I'm just going to end up staying in your room all the time, why don't I just move my things in here?" I asked.
He quickly turned to look at me, he was shocked. Oh no, does he not want me to? It is his private space.
"Nina, of course. Please. I would love that." he smiled widely.
"It's okay, I understand. Wait, what did you say?" I asked with wide eyes.
"I said I would love that." he smiled and gave me a kiss on the forehead.
"I'll move my things in during the weekend." I smiled.
