Little Sweet Evil Matchmaker

Chapter 2

The Arrival

Damon let himself fall on the couch with a loud and long breath. He was craving for a shot of whisky. He desperately needed his favorite alcohol. The last two hours were hell on earth. In the past he had dealt with extremely difficult clients or competitors. Some of them were real pain in the ass. They were hard but Damon always was able to win the war. He never lost a battle. Ever. But tonight, in front of a three years old little girl with pigtails, he felt completely out of it.

It all started after Anna's departure when the smoke detector alarm in the kitchen had pierced the air. At first, he wasn't sure what to do. What if there was a fire in the kitchen? Would it be too dangerous to bring Lexi with him inside with him? But leaving a three years old alone outside wasn't the best idea either. So he took her in his arms and ran inside. There was smoke coming out the oven and the alarm agressed his ears. He quickly grabbed the oven mitt on the island standing in the middle of the kitchen and opened the oven door. He picked the pirex pan with the burnt chicken in it and of course he had to burn himself, dropping the meal on the floor. Damon yelped in pain and ran to the sink to put his hand under cold water.

Lexi high pitch cries were competitioning with the sound of the alarm. How in hell a little girl that small could make that much noise was beyond him. Damon was freaking out. He was here for less then thirty minutes and everything was already a mess. How would he survive this weekend? Dinner was on the floor, his hand was red from the burn, the kitchen was a sinister zone, Lexi was crying,scared and it looked like she wetted her pants.

If it wasn't enough, Lexi was being difficult. When he decided to give her to give her a bath even though she already had one earlier, she didn't want to. Then the water was too cold, then it was too hot and then too cold again. He didn't use the right soap, the right sponge. When she wanted to play in the bath and didn't give her the right toy, Lexi started to cry again. Later, she then found really amusing splashing him with soapy water. Great now he would have to clean the bathroom along with the kitchen.

He finally got her out of the bath and dried her with a towel. He walked with her in her room in his arms. The second he entered the room he stopped. Everything was pink. The bed, the the sheets, the blanket, the carpet and curtains. Everything! He felt like he just entered a giant cotton candy room. Hell he could almost smell the cotton candy and he almost felt his stomach churn. It was an overdose of pink. He had no dout that Caroline picked up everything.

He put her in her pink Barbie pajamas and Lexi fell asleep in his arms. He chose not to wake her up even though she didn't had her dinner and put her to bed. He gently kissed her forehead and left her room. He went to clean the bathroom first and then he went downstairs to the kitchen. He cleaned it the best he could but was to tired to cook something for himself. And that's how he ended up in the living room desperately craving for a whisky.

He got up the couch and searched for some alcohol. Of course he didn't find any. Stefan wouldn't leave alcohol at an easy reach for Lexi. It was probably hidden in a high cupboard somewhere. But he really needed a drink. He had worked extra hours all week and now his weekend was already exhausting.

After rummaging and fumbling for about ten minutes he finally found his brother's stash of alcohol in the kitchen. He quickly grabbed the whisky bottle and a glass. He poured a generous amount of the amber liquid in his glass. He put back the alcohol in the cupboard and walked back in the living room. He sat on the couch, closing his eyes and enjoyed the silence. He brought the tumbler to his lips and savoured his first sip of whisky like he was drinking his first drop of water after a week long walk into the desert. He sighed when he heard his cell phone. He reach for it in the back pocket of his jeans and picked up his phone.

"What?" he answered.

"Someone's not in a good mood, tonight." a british female voice said.

Damon smiled lightly. He recognized the voice of his friend.

"Rose, are how you doing?" he asked.

"I feel I should be the one asking, Damon. You don't sound so good."

"It's nothing. I just had to deal with a more... difficult person today."

"Are you saying someone succeeded in destabilizing the great Damon Salvatore? God I have to meet that person!" she teased. "Is he hot?"

He could hear the smirk in her voice.

"No." he scoffed. "But she's cute and adorable and got pigtails."

Rose laughed.

"Okay, you lost me now. Should I be scared?"

"Not at all." Damon chuckled. "It's Lexi."

"Why are you with Lexi" Rose asked.

Damon sighed and took a sip from his tumbler before replying.

"Have you heard of what happened in Acapulco?"

"Sure. It's horrible. Why?"

"Stef and Caroline went there for their second honeymoon."

"What? Oh my God. Are they alright?"

"Yes, they're fine, but they're stuck in the country."

"So, you're babysitting?" she chuckled. "Wow! Damon Salvatore the nanny!" she was now laughing. "This is something I really need to see!"

"Ha ha fucking ha!" Damon said and took another sip of whisky. "Why don't you come here so I can show you something you'll really need to see." he smirked.

"Oh, I've seen it all already" Rose teased. "But seriously I don't know if I'll have time. I'm between two flights. I'm still on the plane."

Damon and Rose were good friends since university. They quickly became friends with benefits. No strings attached. They were both seing another people but whenever they were both free they spend the night together from time to time. It was the perfect man woman friendship he had. No jealousy. Just two people enjoying themself. It was a while since they saw each other. They were both traveling a lot for their jobs.

"Are you at your place, anyway?" she asked. "Does Lexi's with you at your apartment?"

"No. I'm at the boarding house. You can just come here if you want. Lexi is sleeping."

"I don't know if I can make it, Damon. I've only got a few hours between my flights."

"I'm sure I can make it quick." he said hoarsly.

"I know you can." she flirted back.

"So... Are you coming or what?"

"I don't think I'll have enough time, Damon, but I'll try."

"Okay." he almost whined. "Listen, if you change your mind the spare key is still at the same place outside. Just use it and join me to my room. I'm sure you remember wich one it is."

"Yes, I remember. I use to sneak in a lot before." she smirked. "But like I said, Damon. Really, don't expect me tonight."

"Hmm, too bad..."

"Oh, you're a big boy. You'll get over it." Rose said.

"I'm a big boy alright!" he bragged.

"I'll call you some other time. Bye Damon." Rose scoffed.

"Bye, Rose. Hope to see you soon. Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

Elena was finishing her luggages. She was so relieved when she had talked to Caroline. She was glad her best friends were safe and fine. She immediately agreed on going back to Mystic Falls to take care of Lexi.

"Why are you leaving so soon?" Mason asked.

Elena sighed. Mason wasn't happy with her departure. She had promised him she would attempt his next competition but now she had to cancel on him and he was pissed at her.

"Mason! It's my goddaughter! I have to take care of her."

"I know!" he growled. "But can't you wait a day or two? My competition is tomorrow! You said Lexi's godfather was taking care of her for the weekend. So what's the fucking rush? Is it because of Damon?"

Elena look at her boyfriend in disbelief.

"It has nothing to do with Damon and you know it. You know I love you. But spring break is ending and tonight is the only flight I've found to Mystic Falls to be there in time!"

Mason walked to her and put his hand on her shoulders.

"I'm sorry, baby. It's just that I remember how much you used to crush on him before. And I don't like the idea of you spending time with him, is all."

Elena shook her head.

"I used to, yes. But I was a stupid teenager then. Now," she said leaning closer. "I love you." she said against his lips. "Damon will be working all week long anyway. I'll barely see him."

"I love you too, babe. I just wanted you to be there tomorrow."

"I wanted to be there, Mason. I did. But I have to take care of Lexi."

Mason cupped her face and kissed her gently. Elena wrapped her arms around his neck and he pulled her closer to him. One of his hand was lost in her long chestnut hair, the other one was now on her neck and his thumb was gently stroking her jawline. He moan against her lips.

"Do you really have to leave tonight?" he asked.

"I do" she sighed. "I'll call you tomorrow." she told him.

"I'll be waiting." he pouted.

She giggled and kissed him quickly before she picked her luggages with her and left.

Damon went upstairs and went to check on Lexi. The little girl was still soundly asleep. She was snuggling with the teddy bear he gave her for her birthday. His lips curled upward. He tucked her in her blanket and kissed her head. He walked out of her room and closed the door quietly.

He walked to his room and close his door. He took his shirt off and tossed it on the floor. He walked to his bathroom removing the rest of his clothes. A shower would feel really good after this evening.

He started the shower and ajusted the water to a good temperature for him. When he stepped in it, he heavenly sighed. God it felt good. He just embraced the feeling of the warm water relaxing his muscles and washing the stress of the day. After a while, he finally got out and wrapped a towel around his waist. He went back to his room and opened his luggage to find a pair of sweat pants. He put them on and disposed of is towel in the bathroom.

He brushed his teeth, turn the light off and went to bed. He was tired, exhausted, to say the least but sleep wouldn't come. He was tossing and turning in is gigantic four poster bed. When, after a whole hour, he realized he wouldn't sleep, he got out of his bed and exited his room.

Damon went downstairs and walked to the kitchen. Another glass of whisky couldn't hurt, right? Damon opened the cupboard and grabbed the bottle again. He poured himself another glass of alcohol and drank it slowly. He leaned back against the counter and closed his eyes. That is when he heard a car outside. He took a quick glance at the window and saw a taxi parked outside. Damon smirked. That meant Rose had the time to come over. He decided to surprise her.

The house was dark. He walked closed to the door and hid in the corner. He heard a key in the lock and watched the knob turn and the door opened slowly. He watch the silhouette entered with her luggages.

"Got cha." he whispered hoarsly pinning her between him and the door and before she could say a single word, Damon crashed his lips on her.

Damon felt her surprise when she tensed in his arms but he kept kissing her hungrily. He pressed his body on hers. Damon immediately felt sparks he wasn't use to feel with Rose. It felt really good. Extremely good. Almost too good.

His hands were now in her hair and... Wait a minute. Something was wrong here. Rose wasn't responding to his kiss. In fact she was trying to push him away. Something else was different. Her hair was longer and silkier. Her body was shorter and smaller. Her lips were fullier, softer and her kiss tasted the sweetest thing ever. She tasted like heaven. Something was definitely wrong... but felt so good.

Damon felt a small soft hand pushing hard on his chest. He stumbled backward. He looked dumbfounded. He was in shock. Was it... Could it be... Elena? But she wasn't suppose to be here before sunday. It was only friday night!

He went back to reality when he felt, and heard, a small hand meeting his cheek in an ungentle and unfriendly way.

"What the hell!" a familiar voice hissed.

"Oh no no no"

Damon eyes widened in shock. That could not be happening.

"Elena?"

A/N: Hello amazing readers and Delena lovers. I hope you're doing well!

This was chapter two. It's a little shorter than I entended it to be but I hope you liked it. So... Damon kissed Elena thinking it was his friend Rose. What will happen now... Hmmm...

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