“Anybody like me? Oh, you mean psychopathic vampire who doesn’t give a damn about human life?” he asked, smirking. “Well the good news is that you don’t have to love me.”
Summer just shrugged. “It’s always hypothetical.”
Damon sighed. “If, hypothetically, you wanted to jump my bones, I wouldn’t stop you. And I would certainly be into that.”
Something that might have started as a smile twisted her mouth. “No, you wouldn’t stop me. And you would be into it.”
“Anybody like me? Oh, you mean psychopathic vampire who doesn’t give a damn about human life?” he asked, smirking. “Well the good news is that you don’t have to love me.”
Dryly, “Of course it would. Well, different for you, I suppose.”
“Well it’s all hypothetical, so there’s not really anything to discuss.”
Summer just shrugged. “It’s always hypothetical.”
“Anybody like me? Oh, you mean psychopathic vampire who doesn’t give a damn about human life?” he asked, smirking. “Well the good news is that you don’t have to love me.”
“/So/ flattering. What if, just hypothetically, /I/ wanted to jump /your/ bones?” She did her level best to keep her tone light and curious.
Damon looked confused for a moment before his expression twisted into a smirk. “That would be a different story.”
Dryly, “Of course it would. Well, different for you, I suppose.”
“Anybody like me? Oh, you mean psychopathic vampire who doesn’t give a damn about human life?” he asked, smirking. “Well the good news is that you don’t have to love me.”
“And yet somehow I suspect you become very unhappy if the attention of everyone does not revolve around you. Which is remarkably like love.” Summer frowns slightly, and narrows her eyes. “What do you want, then?”
Damon narrowed his eyes, thinking about it for a few moments. “I don’t know. I don’t want to kill you. And I don’t want to jump your bones. You’re not the worst company in the world.” He shrugged.
“/So/ flattering. What if, just hypothetically, /I/ wanted to jump /your/ bones?” She did her level best to keep her tone light and curious.
