Damon gave Caroline a lazy, sardonic sort of smile as he leaned up on his elbows. He was sure he looked a mess - his hair was probably standing up at odd angles and he was shirtless... which didn't really bother him, but it may bother her.
"Why'd you stop?" he whined, giving her a fake pout. He was too happy to really be upset about anything. "I thought you cared about me?"