Fortunately for Damon, Lois happened to be on the same page for this. All of her friends around her were happy and she couldn't manage to keep a decent guy for five minutes. It was annoying. It made her want to kick something's ass.
She'd settled for drinking instead.
She wasn't drunk yet. But she would like to be.
When Damon was suddenly at her side, however, she couldn't help but smile. If there was anyone that would enjoy mocking the happy couples in the room with her, it was Damon. She reached out and took his hand before letting him pull her away to the dance floor.
"I wonder what it says about me that you're the first person to ask me to dance all night."
"Clearly they have no taste," he answered as he pulled her close to him. He meant every word. Lois was a beautiful, not to mention powerful woman. Who wouldn't want to dance with her?
Regardless of whether or not he meant it, he always seemed to know what she wanted to hear. This was why they were friends -- well, that and the fact that they both seemed to get just as restless in Mystic Falls.
The thing is, most men in Mystic Falls didn't like a powerful woman. They wanted a woman who would do as she was told, and only wanted Lois because of her founding family status. Needless to say, she was having none of it.
"Clearly. Though you seem to be having a pleasant evening."
Like he said, the men of Mystic Falls have no taste.
He shrugged at her comment. "You know me, never met a party I didn't like." He happened to glance in the direction of Stefan and Elena and his face soured a bit. "Though I could do without the dreamy stares of the rest of our generation."
He shakes his head. "Not my brother. He'll bring her flowers and chocolate and write her poetry until the day he dies." He says it all in a very dramatic yet sarcastic tone, after which he spins her out and pulls her in again, back against his chest. "And you and I will be best man and maid of honor at their spring wedding."
"So that's where all the romance in the Salvatore family went," she grins as she gets pulled back against his chest. "Nice to know that someone got it."
She tried not to let her breath catch at that. Get it together, Lane. This is your best friend. "You would," she fired back, before spinning out again.
"I think there needs to be a balance of both." Her hand landed on his shoulders again, and she moved in closer. "You can't have one without the other."
"I say we grab a couple of bottles and start our own private party elsewhere."
There was no swagger or innuendo in his voice, just the desire to leave as soon as possible. The most exciting part--that being the dancing with Lois, by the way--was over and he was tired of watching Elena make googly eyes at Stefan.
She'd settled for drinking instead.
She wasn't drunk yet. But she would like to be.
When Damon was suddenly at her side, however, she couldn't help but smile. If there was anyone that would enjoy mocking the happy couples in the room with her, it was Damon. She reached out and took his hand before letting him pull her away to the dance floor.
"I wonder what it says about me that you're the first person to ask me to dance all night."
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The thing is, most men in Mystic Falls didn't like a powerful woman. They wanted a woman who would do as she was told, and only wanted Lois because of her founding family status. Needless to say, she was having none of it.
"Clearly. Though you seem to be having a pleasant evening."
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He shrugged at her comment. "You know me, never met a party I didn't like." He happened to glance in the direction of Stefan and Elena and his face soured a bit. "Though I could do without the dreamy stares of the rest of our generation."
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"Take me to you, imprison me, for I,
Except you enthrall me, never shall be free,
Nor ever chaste, except you ravish me."
Yes, Damon Salvatore can rattle off poetry too. Take that, Miss Lane.
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"That line usually work for you?"
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"Can't let little brother get all the credit, can I?"
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The music trailed off, and they all turned to clap for the musicians, and then she turned back to him with a sigh.
"I think I could use another drink -- how about you?"
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There was no swagger or innuendo in his voice, just the desire to leave as soon as possible. The most exciting part--that being the dancing with Lois, by the way--was over and he was tired of watching Elena make googly eyes at Stefan.
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