Damon wasn't intending to leave. He didn't really want to have this talk but he would stick around for it. It was no lie that he had wanted this to happen for him and Elena but he hadn't planned on it happening this way. But it had and all he could hope for was that Elena wasn't angry with him or upset that it had happened.
Damon was in the kitchen, wearing only his pants. He was looking through the fridge to see what he could make for breakfast. When Elena came into the kitchen wearing his shirt, he straightened up and smiled, his eyes glancing her over head to toe as he though about how delectable she looked.
"Coffee is good." Damon took some eggs out of the fridge. "So..." He started, testing the waters. "Elena you have to know that I didn't plan for last night to happen the way it did. But I don't have regrets."