"It better," she nudged him gently with her elbow, "If it doesn't, I'm going to kick your ass myself." It sounded like a joke, but the likelihood was that she really would.
Ileana groaned a little, rubbing her forehead as she sighed out, "Well...before. He thought I was with Daisy, because...I told him that instead." She cringed at admitting it. "I wasn't sure if I wanted to tell him about this cause I know how Stefan reacts to things. He still thinks I'm the ten year old than the eighteen year old. So, we sat down to talk about it and...he didn't take it well."
There was a little pause before she added, "Even worse when I told him how old you were."