He breathed a sigh of relief when they were finally back to their place, not having stopped until he was able to drop Kat gently onto their bed, their door closed so they could have as much privacy as permitted in the shared apartment. Damon smiled down at her, the way her curls were spread over the comforter like a silky, dark halo. God, he was absolutely astounded by her beauty every time, and by the fact that she had waited a century and a half to be with him again. "I love you," he murmured, running his hands along her lean body while he pressed a kiss to her lips, smiling a bit.