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Many of the bar patrons turned to look as the doors opened, revealing the stunning couple that had just arrived. Klaus gave a small smirk as he looked around and strode through the room with eye-catching confidence. Rebekah followed close behind, rolling her eyes at her brothers antics and tossing her hair back, gaining more than a few covetous looks up and down her body from men around the room. She'd yet to see one cute enough for her time, however, and, therefore, occupied herself with humor at the equal amount of not so pleasant looks she got from the women in the room, so jealous they practically glowed green. She raised her eyebrows slightly and gave a small laugh as she joined her brother at the bar.
"And just what is it that has you so tickled, dear sister?" Klaus asked.
"The humans, of course. It's been 90 years and they seem to not have changed a bit. Still lusty and jealous and lacking adequate attention spans. Now they just wear less clothes..."
"you've been around much longer than that Bekah, have they ever truly changed?"
"of course not, its just been a while since i've been around it. being in a coffin nearly a century will do that to you i guess," she said giving him an annoyed look.
"first its 90 years, now its century! Always so dramatic Rebekah," he said with a smirk.
Her responding glare would have terrified any but her brother who continued to tease her about her new "fascination" with humans before ordering them both a drink.
"...and apparently you're still an ass," she continued with a pout. He gave a short laugh and threw an arm around her.
"Poor little sister, I didn't say I hadn't missed your antics, if only slightly. Despite your brattiness, I did wake you up, didn't I?"
Rebekah scoffed at his patronizing tone but offered him a small smirk before taking her drink from the compelled bartender and once again glancing around the room.
"Alright, the novelty has worn off," she said with a sniff, "I'm bored and quite ready to find someone to drink. We should have gone to a club, somewhere bigger. Such a limited selection in these small bars."
"Another night Bekah, this is hardly a tiny place. Besides, this will be fun. It makes it that much more exciting when you find something good. Like a diamond in the rough."
"Well, I'm certainly not seeing any diamonds, so I guess you'll just have to buy me some new next time we go shopping..." she retorted with all the innocence she could muster. She giggled as she saw Klaus drop his face into his hands at her suggestion of shopping.
"And do let me know if you see a good looking male entree for me, hm?" she continued as she strutted away to survey her choices for dinner.
Klaus shook his head as he watched his sister strut away before he, too, began looking around the bar in search of a meal. He saw a few girls with less clothes on than Rebekah, to which he scoffed, remembering his sister's original disbelief at the small dress that she was now quite happy with. He'd taught her how to use a phone and the internet, which she was, again, shocked by at first. Less than ten minutes later her fingers were blurring across the screen where she was continuing her shopping online. Shaking his head again, Klaus resumed his scan of the room. Perhaps his sister was right, he saw too orange skin and bleach blonde hair and an excess of make-up but no one actually attractive. He wasn't easily dissuaded though, and he certainly wouldn't admit to Rebekah that she was right. Then he caught a flick of long, dark hair out of the back corner booth.
The angle obstructed his view of her but, as she reached out to take a menu from the next table, he'd seen her hair ripple behind her and the smooth, olive skin on her arm. Her hair was an interesting assortment of colors, obviously not dyed, as the shade varied from strand to strand in a way much more natural than the streaks he'd seen before. To those around him without his superior eyesight, her hair probably looked black, or close to it, meaning they most likely didn't notice the infinite hues within it. But, he could see the occasional sparkle of golden bronze, soft hues of mahogany, and hints of sable and russet brown amongst the raven locks that fell soft and straight to her slim waist.
He'd yet to see her face though, and hoped he wouldn't be completely disappointed. Another plus side was she did seem to have a good body, in fact, he realized, she looked to be quite petite. He guessed if she were to stand she'd only be about two or maybe three inches over five feet and her frame was slim and delicate. She still looked womanly though, with soft full curves, not overly skinny like many girls these days. The more he inspected his possible conquest the more he hoped that she was as attractive from the front as she was from the back, then he could have a nice a meal and prove Rebekah utterly wrong.
He would've gone to look himself already if he wasn't sure his sister would call him out if the girl turned out to be terrible looking or even if she was too plain for Bekah's liking. Though, pretty much everyone was too plain for Bekah's standards and she'd never admit otherwise. Besides, he'd be damned if he started changing his behavior in accordance with the brattiness of his baby sister. And he was getting thirsty.
Just as he'd decided to go talk to the girl himself, the waiter approached her table. Klaus watched the teenage waiter's face as the girl looked up from her menu to place her order. Judging by the way the idiot boy's eyes widened as he stared, the waiter at least thought the girl was good looking. That was enough for Klaus as he made his way to the table.
The girl didn't notice him arrive; she was looking down studying the table where past customers had carved initials, phone numbers, dates and other nonsense into the wood. Klaus smirked at her preoccupation, hoping to startle her when she finally noticed his presence. He took the chance to study her further and was pleasantly surprised by what he found. Her delicately arched brows were slightly furrowed in concentration above full, dark lashes that framed her downcast eyes. Her olive skin was smooth and glowing, highlighted by the lightest dusting of freckles over her high cheekbones. She had a soft, straight nose and full, rosy lips that made her delicate mouth look slightly pouty. Klaus's smiled widely at his good fortune, the girl was a much better find than he had dared to hope for and she smelled absolutely delicious.
Finally, he decided to get her attention and slid into the seat across from her. Klaus reveled in hearing the girl's heart beat accelerate as her eyes darted up to meet his own. For all his studying of the girl, he'd yet to see her eyes and found himself surprised once again. He'd expected brown, hoped for a more interesting hazel with some additional color, but was unprepared for their startling shade of blue, so vivid and clear it looked as if her eyes were lit by some internal source.
He now fully understood the reaction he'd witnessed from the busboy, but Klaus was not so easily flustered as the juvenile human and simply smirked in appreciation of the beauty he'd discovered.
"Now, I wonder, what could possibly be written on that table that you find so interesting?" he asked with false innocence that didn't at all match his cocky demeanor. She paused to assess the man in front of her. Dark blonde hair, ruggedly handsome, smoldering eyes and, wow, that accent.
"Never know until you look, right?" She replied coolly with an ease that would have been very convincing if Klaus couldn't still hear her quick pulse.
"In that case, I guess I'd better take a closer look myself" he retorted leaning across the table, closing the distance between them in the preface of looking at the writing, though his eyes had yet to leave hers.
She leaned away from him as far as she could, pressing herself against the back of the seat, but their faces were still close enough to touch and she found herself holding her breath. Finally, he looked down to study the table, drawing out the moment to savor the tension in her body, before meeting her eyes again. She shivered slightly at the feel of his breath on her face. Klaus decided it was probably time she start breathing again and relaxed back into his seat with a smirk.
"Call Amanda for a good time," he recited thoughtfully. "You're right, I'm completely enlightened" he joked letting an easy smile spread across his face. The girl released her breath in a laugh and Klaus watched her demeanor visibly soften as she replied.
"I guess it's more just for the fun of figuring out what it says. I like puzzles," she said with a shrug of her shoulders.
"Ahh. Now, that, I can understand."
"Well, I guess that's one puzzle solved for you, then." she said copying his smirk. "I'm Ada," she continued, as she reached her hand out to shake.
"Well then that makes two puzzles solved" he replied smoothly, taking her hand and surprising her as he flipped it over to lightly brush his lips against the back.
"You can call me Klaus."
"An interesting name."
"Two interesting names," he countered.
"True," she said, "not exactly everyday, ordinary."
"Certainly not," he replied, purposefully conspicuous as he looked her up and down.
Ada gave a short laugh and looked to see the waiter returning to the table with an order of chicken fingers and french fries. Klaus looked at the meal and then at her with raised eyebrows, but Ada cut him off before he could question her choice.
"I know, such a boringly ordinary choice. Not at all up to par with my interesting name," she leaned forward conspiratorially, beckoning her forward as if to whisper a secret.
"Don't worry. How about I get us both an interesting drink to spice it up a bit? Gotta hold on to that reputation darling," he said with a wink.
"Interesting hmm? What did you have in mind?"
"Now, now don't ruin the fun, love. Don't you trust me?"
"Not at all," she said matter-of-factly, "but I'm more worried that your version of interesting might be a drink that contains more flavors of fruit juice than alcohol. In which case I'd be just another girl who can't drink a real drink, not interesting at all." She turned to the waiter and said with a smile, "I'll have whatever he's having."
Klaus watched as Ada turned back to him, her eyebrows raised in challenge. Klaus met her stare with a cocky smile.
"We'll each have an 'Old Fashioned', mate." At the look on Ada's face he added "Actually make those doubles, and keep the change," Klaus ordered, handing a bill to the waiter, his eyes never leaving Ada's. "So, how did I do?" he continued after the waiter had gone.
"Well, I haven't tasted the drink yet but I have no doubt it will at least be interesting. An 'Old Fashioned' huh?" she questioned popping a french fry into her mouth.
"It suits me," he said.
"Is that so?"
"More than you know, love, more than you know," he replied with a chuckle. She furrowed her brows slightly, not understanding his inside joke.
"Well it seems then, Klaus, I need to get to know you a bit better."
"I could definitely see the upside to that," he replied suggestively.
His words sent tingles down her spine and she thought to herself that this was the kind of dangerously charming man that mother's warned about.
Fortunately, the waiter chose that moment to reappear with the drinks. Klaus watched as she examined the drink with curiosity, he wondered for a moment if she'd actually drink it before she lifted her glass to toast with his.
"Moment of truth," she said with fake seriousness before clinking her glass to his and taking a large gulp.
"Careful with that, love," Klaus teased.
She threw him a patronizing glare, before leaning close to him to reply with a smile "Can't keep up?"
Before she could lean away he grabbed her hand, pulling her closer.
"You're playing a dangerous game," he whispered, making her hair stand on end.
"As if the goal in life is to reach death safely," she replied. He chuckled and released her.
"I can drink to that," he said raising his glass.
She leaned back with a grin and took another large sip. The complex taste really was unique and she was savoring it to the last drop. The burning in the back of her throat gave her chill bumps making her laugh.
"Yes, the whiskey and bitters do give it quite a kick. Well done Mr. Klaus, I'm duly impressed," she admitted.
"You're not the only one," he said honestly. This girl was turning out to be quite entertaining. It only made him want her more though, he couldn't wait to taste her.
The music got drastically louder as people began crowding on the dance floor and Ada subconsciously began nodding to the music. Klaus quickly rose from his chair, prompting a questioning look from Ada. He smirked in reply as he came to stand beside her and pulled her quickly to her feet, steadying her longer than was probably necessary. He stepped purposefully close to her, just to reach behind her to the table to grab the drink she'd left behind. Klaus smirked as he watched her let out a shaky breath.
"Care to take this with us and join the party on the dance floor?" he asked, handing her the glass.
"Sounds like fun," she replied, sipping her drink again. "Though, there might not be much left by the time we get there," she said with a chuckle holding up her glass that was now over half empty. "You just may be a little too good at ordering drinks Mr. Klaus."
"No such thing as too good," he retorted, also taking a drink before leading her to the dance floor.
Klaus wrapped his arms around her waist as she swayed her hips to the music and leaned back into his chest. Finally, he got to touch her. He pulled her tighter against him, relishing how they fit together, how tiny her small frame felt against him.
He skimmed his nose down her elegant neck, inhaling deeply and sending a tremor down her body. Her scent was intoxicating, more earthy than most humans. She smelled like the air just before a summer rain mixed with rich tones of driftwood, vanilla and hints of fresh flowers. So unique, so fitting.
Ada felt waves of heat radiate through her body everywhere Klaus touched. She was lost in the feel of the music, his breath on her neck and his tight grip on her hips. She was also feeling the full effects of her recently finished drink, but couldn't decide if she was more intoxicated by the alcohol or the man. The song ended with a final, drawn out note that raised applause throughout the crowd. The sounds of clapping and cheering shook Ada from her daze and Klaus reluctantly let her pull away. She turned around to face him, backing away even more. She was hoping some physical distance would clear her head enough to start up another conversation that might pull her focus back to her mind and away from the heat engulfing her body. Klaus, however,had different ideas and quickly snaked his arms back around her waist, pulling her hips close to his. The movement was quick for Ada, who's hands reflexively reached for him to keep her balance. With her hands on his upper arms, she felt his muscles tighten beneath her touch, steadying her on her feet.
"Trying to leave me so quickly, love? It's obviously not good for your balance. I'd better keep my hands on you, just to make sure you don't fall of course."
"Such the gentleman," she said sarcastically. "You're the only reason I'd fall in the first place!"
"Are you saying you're falling for me, love?" He said mischievously.
She gave an exaggerated eye roll, but couldn't help but laugh. Klaus watched as she threw her head back in humor. His eyes found that perfect spot on her beautiful, long neck where the blood flow was strongest. He heard the beat of her heart, slightly elevated, pumping her delicious life source more quickly through her body. He needed her, soon.
Klaus nodded at the door and asked in his most charming voice,
"How about we head outside for some fresh air?"
Okay, there you have it! Chapter 1 done :) We saw the super charming side of Klaus but he will still be the badass vampire we all love so get ready for more! Please review and tell me what you think.
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