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Salvatore Boarding House
[ Alaia wakes up in Damon's bed. She turns on her side and looks at Damon who is sleeping next to her. She gazes at him for a moment before he speaks up.]
Damon: This would be so much more fun if we were naked.
Alaïa: That was your call, not mine.
[Damon opens his eyes.]
Damon: I was being a gentleman. [He rolls over onto his back.] You shouldn't have stayed.
Alaïa: I know.
[Damon gets out of the bed and walks over to his dresser.]
Damon: I should have made you leave. Sent you packing. I promised Stefan.
[ Alaia sits up in the bed.]
Alaïa: I know.
[Damon takes his shirt off and takes a fresh shirt out of his drawer and puts it on.]
Damon: You're sired to me, Alaïa. Which means everything that you think you feel; might not even be real.
Alaïa: I know, Damon, but it feels real.
[Alaia gets off the bed and walks over to Damon.]
Alaïa: And I'm not ready to let go of that.
Damon: Well, I can make you. Invoke the sire bond.
Alaïa: So do it.
Damon: I told him I would set you free. Right after I didn't tell him that we slept together.
Alaïa: So, what do you want to do?
[Damon moves closer to Alaïa so that their faces are merely inches apart.]
Damon: I wanna throw you back in my bed and never let you leave.
