some guys think they can't be winners

[beanchaointe]

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[unforgivably]

If I had a nickel.

( Ruined dates he'd been on or ruined himself? He'd be rich. The handholding is nice, though. It's been a long, long time. Since Elena and he tried to make a real go of it. )

Don't worry about it. Technically, that was the sleuthing portion of our date.

( And it may have started and ended in murder. )

[beanchaointe]

I didn't know that dates had a sleuthing portion.

[She is intrigued though, please tell her more.]

Does that come up for you a lot?

[unforgivably]

Well, the sky doesn't stop falling just because Mystic Falls is throwing one of its' fancy historical events. Things tend to coincide. That was nothing.

( Including the murder, for the record. It was very on brand for him. )

[beanchaointe]

Sounds a lot like Beacon Hills.

[These small supernatural towns. They do fall into the same traps don't they.]

So how do these investigative dates usually end?

[unforgivably]

I don't know. I was usually the disrupter. Most of my dates actually end with wine and roses. Well. Bourbon. And orgasms. Same thing.

( Yes, Damon. The exact same thing. )

[beanchaointe]

[She laughs, because yes. Totally the same thing.]

Mmmm. I'm not sure I'm in a bourbon mood tonight.

[Orgasms, though, she might be persuaded.]

[unforgivably]

Well, I do have all kinds of top shelf liquor back at my house. Not just bourbon. What do you say to letting me entertain you tonight? We can bump more than cars.

( (12) for persuasion, considering it's not his best, most romantic, or sexiest quip. )

[beanchaointe]

[No, not his best, but she's already a bit amenable, so it works out in his favor. She takes a step closer, one hand playing with the buttons of her shirt as she pushes up on her toes a bit.]

That certainly does sound ... intriguing. And I don't think they're expecting me back for a while.

[unforgivably]

You, the adult woman who can come and go as she pleases. Helped solve a murder. Why not send the night off with a bang?

( He presses in close, lowering his voice. )

[beanchaointe]

I do like going out with a bang.

[It certainly is an intriguing proposition. But just one thing first. She leans in, closing the distance between them and kisses him, just a small chemistry check to make sure there is something there.

And there is. There definitely is.

She pushes closer, sliding her fingers up into his hair as she relishes the kiss.]