Somehow, one word sentences were all she was capable of at the moment, but she held Damon's hand and squeezed gently as she followed him through his place.
It was beautiful, masculine, and once she entered his bedroom she almost stopped just to stare. She'd thought the light kisses on her hand and wrist were somehow more intimate than even their first real kiss together, but having her blouse opened as she dutifully followed Damon around felt even moreso.
Elena blushed at thoughts running through her head and ended up staring at the bed. "I still don't know why you say you love me."