I could stand Damon being here in my house, my home…I could. And he was behaving nicely so…that means he is bearable…and he isn't that bad. Maybe…

"Oh…hm…"He 'complained' as he "accidentally" bumped into me…Accidentally, yeah…right! Vampires don't have accidents.

I tried not to chuckle…I did! "Don't do that." I rolled my eyes at him as he pretended to be all nonchalant about it and as I tried not to drop the red plates in my hand.

"Do what?" He questioned me as if he were completely innocent. Hmph!

"You know what. That move was deliberate!" And it was….he thought he could fool me…please? Anyway, this was probably all part of some game he had planned out in his mind in order to annoy Stefan or me…probably Stefan.

"Well, yeah I was deliberately trying to get to the sink." I scoffed as I looked at him and cocked my eyebrow…could he pull off any other lame excuse? He must really be into bothering Stefan, but even this is a little convoluted for Damon. I think he's actually doing a very nice thing…I mean really? Cooking for my whole family?

"Speaking of Stefan," Who was speaking of Stefan? Wait did he? No…I'm wearing vervain "where is he? He's missing family night which I am enjoying immensely." He said in his very smirky manner.

I cocked my eyebrow again at him and he went back to dinner.

"Is it real?"

I sighed…God! Not a minute of silence. "Is what real?"

"His renewed sense of…brotherhood." He tasted a sip of the homemade sauce he was making for us. "Can I trust him?"

I wasn't expecting that. He was looking at me directly into my eyes…I didn't... I didn't what? Of course he cares….God, this plan is…no, it's not stupid. Stefan must know what he's doing, what he's dealing with. "Of course you can trust him."

I avoided his baby blue eyes…and I answered way too quickly and all breathy.

Okay, a glass here…glass there.

I felt him on my back. I rolled my eyes and confronted him face-to-face, staring into those baby blues.

"Can I trust him?" He asked me again as his eyes gave me a special glint. I knew what that meant.

"I'm wearing vervain, Damon…"I slowly told him in a clipped obvious tone. "It's not going to work."

He scrunched his eyebrows looking all confused and said to me directly "I'm not compelling you."

Now I'm sure I looked confused.

"I just want you to answer me. Honestly. "Okay, so he wanted a real answer and I…should answer him truthfully? No I can't, but this means so much to him. I know it and not only because he loves Katherine but because he also loves Stefan.

"Of course you can…" He looked surprised as I spoke those words but I'm sure I looked just as surprised.