Brooke was too weak and tired to resist him. She managed to wriggle beneath the covers on the bed before he turned the light off. She had been trying to keep her distance from him but his arms around her made that near enough impossible. Tentatively, just wanting to burst into tears, she slid one arm across Damon's bare stomach, resting her head on his chest. Strangely, despite what he'd done, laying with him like this was slightly comforting. She took a deep breath and relaxed against him - snuggling like she meant it - and let her eyes close.