Now, that made him open his eyes. The sharp comment he'd intended to make stalled on his tongue and he listened to Damon move around the kitchen.
Something new had dawned on him at the other vampire's words - or perhaps it was the tone in which they'd been spoken. It was as if he honestly cared what this girl's reaction would have been. As if he couldn't have snapped her in two if he'd wanted.
Yes, Damon had that pesky infatuation with humanity, but he hadn't always been that way. It almost seemed as if he had, but there had been a time when he'd enjoyed the...more rewarding advantages of their lifestyle. Roselyn had changed him - not for the better, in Luke's opinion, but that was neither here nor there. He hadn't been the same since that ordeal, and yet...Luke hadn't heard that particular tone in his friend's voice since those days.