He stood at my door looking - well, I don't know. I mean I don't know half of who he is now. He's changed. He doesn't act like a monster. He smiles. And for some reason he looks way better than I remember him. I remember him being gorgeous but I was never attracted to him but now,...It's like my attraction to him just flew threw the ceiling.

His crystal clear blue eyes searched my brown doe eyes.

Even though he knew I couldn't remember loving him, he sure looked like he just conquered the world. I quickly let the bad memories I had of him fade away as I wanted to see him in a different light as best as possible so I would be able (for the least of it) be able to accept him.

He was staring/gaping at me. Oh no.

When I thought it couldn't get any stranger – he started to smile with shiny eyes. I swore he was about to cry or something so I jumped the boat and gave him a light hug. When I pulled away, he looked down at me and in a soft, sweet voice (that I never thought he had) and said," What was that for? "

My eyes close.

"I had a really crappy day and I needed it." We had just pulled away from a kiss. But, it was a memory.

I silently wept at how messed up my life was.

Then I remeber - Damon's still here.

I smiled slightly," I'm not sure but for some reason I feel like I owe it to you. I know you for a monster but…..you've obviously changed." I looked him up and down with an emotionless glare. (Still stunned by what had just happened)

He smiled," Yeah, I'm that better man you encouraged me to be that you can't remember thanks to my best friend who is now sadly human which means he can't compel your memories back" he babbled out the last part.

He stepped into my room until we were chest to chest. Gosh, it's a shame I chose to forget this person. He sounded so sweet, looked vulnerable yet sexy and – he was just a serious turn on.

"You know if I had only come one month earlier…." he tailed off. I giggled softly realizing what he was talking about - My memory clad self. If only he knew just his body was driving me insane. My man was hottt. (He's not your man, Elena - at least not anymore)

Then he stroked my hands.

My eyes fluttered shut.

"And that's your way to a vampire's heart" Those words sounded so familiar and I searched my memory for a date, image or feeling. As I opened my eyes I felt it. I remembered it – the sexual tension.

I could feel it again. All our sexual frustration towards each other. He wasn't allowed to touch me. Yet, I used to wish he would. And when he would get too close, I'd push him away. All those memories came back.

He asked me if I was alright and I nodded quickly. Because what would I say? That our contact made me realize our sexual tension. God, I realized that through our two minute conversation separated by a door.

"Can I kiss you?" he asked nervously. My gaze lingered to his lips. I wondered for a while then realized what he was — a monster.

. . .

BUT I can forgive him. I mean Jeremy did. Everyone deserves a second chance.

I forget about an answer and lean in.

I've always wanted to do kiss him. And I do. Forgetting about Liam.

In that one simple lip to lip kiss - I can tell. He's gonna fight for us no matter what. And I'm interested to see how he's going to do it. Especially now as Ric can't compel my memories back.