"My life got a bit...complicated," Elena answered, grin fading at that. She'd wanted to do so many things and then her parents had died and life had stopped for the past few months.
But any thoughts were pushed aside as Damon began circling her. The hair on the back of her neck, Elena's head twisting to regard him. "...when you say things like that, you do," she answered, eyes unreadable. Or when he'd been trying so hard to throw Stefan off-balance when they met...
"But you want to do that, don't you." She didn't understand why but she could tell that much.