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[ He senses the desire, sees the panic in her eyes and then something else which he can't quite figure out. If she's attempting to dissuade him though, she's not doing a very good job of it -- talk about mixed signals, Elena -- but he takes a step back and away anyways. Time. She needs it. He gets it. So he kissed her and she kissed him back. It's no big deal that Acumen stole that moment from him. It's no big deal that he has absolutely no idea what happened aside from what Elena's told him and what he can only imagine (all those nights picturing her reciprocating a kiss and now he can't even fathom it). He moves to start clearing up, but then turns back around just as quickly.
No.
Screw waiting. What's the point? He wants this. He's always wanted this and if there's a chance -- even the slightest chance that she feels something for him, then he'll take this opportunity to have her realize that. He needs to get back what's been taken from him -- and he'll make it real, Elena. He'll make it count.
Damon bridges that gap between them and this time, when he cups her face in his hands, he pushes forward with his intentions. He kisses her softly and slowly at first, and oh, he's aware, completely aware that his heart is pounding at a mile a minute in anticipation for that reciprocal moment.
It's now. It's now, but there's no never. There will never be a never because no matter what, he will always love her. ]