“Uh huh, sharing, remember,” she teased, leaning back and hiding a smirk behind her cup. “I tell something, you tell something...I told you several something's,” she pointed out, her foot brushing against this hip as she tapped it. “So now you get to spill something if you want the answers to those, darling.”
She didn't intend to flirt with him, no matter how good looking he was...it just...happened, in-spite of what she wanted.
Not that she was going to fight it too much, Damon was a good looking man, and a little harmless flirting never hurt anyone...unless he had a very jealous boyfriend or girlfriend (or both) waiting at home.