"Mmm, I think it's plastic surgery," she said, smirking at him as they moved around each other, feeling the electricity between their hands. It was different, dancing with Damon then it was with Stefan. Stefan was just her friend..her brother...Damon was so much...more.
In the crowd, another red head watched, her brown eyes narrowing as she studied the little tart and her Salvatore brother, draining the glass of champagne before walking away, mind whilring with id3eas and plans.