Damon didn't like it, either--anyone could just go into her room. Hotels weren't homes. But...he also really wanted to just curl up around Ric and hold onto him for the night, so...

Selfishness won. Elijah probably wouldn't really hurt her, anyway, after they'd just saved him. Guy could be an ass, but he had some twisted sense of honor somewhere, or so Elena kept insisting.

"Yeah. We'll have to mess up the other bed in the morning, or she'll wonder why we slept together, but..." He flopped on the bed next to Ric and, after a moment, wriggled back out of his jeans. Fuck if he was sleeping with them on, if she wasn't going to be in here.