The breeze swept across her face like the cool caressing touch of his fingers causing her to shiver with both dread and anticipation. The wind whispered through her hair the same way he liked to thread his hands between her long brunette locks whenever his thoughts turned too moody. The moon hung determinedly in the dark, blank canvas of the sky.. daring, bold and beautiful reminding her of her dark prince and his bravely bold and powerful stance. It seemed that on this night and all around her, nature seemed to echo her unruly obsession with Klaus. Bonnie let out a breath and closed the book she wasn't reading. She could hardly believe she was here, traveling with him alone like this. He wasn't at all what she had imagined he would be. They'd been traveling together for a month now on their way to uncovering the ancient history of his hybrid nature, and she was amazed at how much being a hybrid truly entailed. She was fearful of what they would find for humankind's sake, but if she were being honest with herself, she was also a little afraid for him. Bonnie had no illusions to what exactly he was, but neither could she deny the obvious effort he seemed to be making...for her. She's not ever witnessed him kill a living being and she was grateful for that; she didn't know if she would have been capable of standing his company had she seen it with her own eyes. As it stood, not only could she stand his company, but she found herself having a good time most days despite the heavy circumstances they lived with. There was something compelling about Klaus that continued to pull her in despite herself, and she was fighting a losing battle trying to deny it. Even now, he had her safely tucked away in a plush hotel beyond the luxury she could ever have imagined for herself. He did things like that a lot: Go above and beyond to make sure she was comfortable. she didn't know how much longer she could resist him...