"I'm so sorry I was too rough."
Bonnie was a shivering, sweaty mess. He tried to wrap her in a blanket, but she kept unraveling her arms, claiming it was too warm.
"You lost too much blood, Bonnie. I can tell."
"I'm fine, Damon."
"No, you're not; you're…"
Bonnie grabbed his face, her green eyes content," Hon, I'm fine."
The nickname stopped him in his tracks. But the next thing she did almost killed him.
She placed a soft, tender kiss on his lips before promptly folding herself in the blanket cocoon in his lap and falling asleep.