Damon considered a little, and shrugged after a moment. "Yours. The bed's more comfortable."

Why he hadn't claimed it as his own was a mystery, honestly. Probably the other Alaric's scent all through it. Not that it bothered him, but it was odd, a reminder he wasn't sleeping in his own bed.

No one had ever slept in the guest room except him, at least since Alaric moved in.

But that bed had different scents on it now, and he was far more fond of those.