Elena tried to remember how to breathe because how could Damon be seducing her with just words and looks and light touches? She licked her lip, the one he'd nipped and then touched, as if she could somehow still taste everything there.
Why was she so damn nervous? Good-girl-Elena wouldn't be here, nearly throwing herself at her ex-boyfriend's brother. So maybe she wasn't good-girl-Elena anymore. Maybe she that other-Elena that seemed to pop up around Damon all the time. That's what she told herself as she nodded to him, thinking that Damon deserved this. He deserved love, he deserved someone to make him happy even if she wasn't the perfect candidate.
So, she unbuttoned the top few buttons of her blouse and stopped, waiting to see what he'd do next.