who elena & damon! where boarding house --> elsewhere! when after her messages about katherine what she's testing the waters to see if she can trust his ass ;| warnings elena's bitchiness, vampire-related shenaningans, and sexual escapades
She shouldn't have caved.
As Elena made her way to the boarding house, she questioned her own motivations. There was no denying that she had taken readily to him as opposed to Stefan after shutting off her emotions. Though that was originally blamed on the sire bond, she had demonstrated with a bloody finesse that it wasn't that case. In life and death, she had been drawn to Damon. The only difference now was that he had stabbed her in the back in New York.
Maybe the only reason she was giving him a shot here was because the cure wasn't a card he could play. One way or another, she would get both of the Salvatore boys to see that it was a wasted effort. She was fine the way she was, felt better than she had since turning, and had no desire to see that go. And while she had been tempted halfway to the house to turn and leave, the little bits of annoyed curiosity she had from what Stefan told her about that Effie girl had kept her going. Not that she was jealous. Jealousy entailed caring.
Elena didn't care about anything. She only wanted to find more weaknesses to exploit in the boys should they betray her again. She had no intention of getting locked up in their house a second time around.
Slightly less enthusiastic about their meeting because of her conversation with Stefan, too, Elena showed up at the boarding house with an icy smile. She knocked on the door despite suspecting Damon knew she was there the minute she had neared the building. Resting one hand on her hip, she directed her immediate attention on her nails as she waited for him to turn up and show her a good time, as promised.