"Ohhh…." Caroline said, drawing out the word with her glossed pink lips, "Chicken salad."

Elena cocked her eyebrow. "Chicken salad?"

"What?" Caroline said defensively

"Have you seen how fancy this place is and the extensive sophisticated menu and you say 'oh chicken salad'?"

"Elena." Caroline said glancing back down at her embossed menu, "this is about all we can afford unless we just eat from the bread basket."

Elena smiled "Good point."

This wasn't as awkward as Elena had anticipated; it was their first 'date' since their reconciliation. Caroline had moved back in but was sleeping in the spare room until they both felt comfortable enough to share the same bed.

"A glass of wine, madam?" the waiter who had appeared at Caroline's elbow offered gesturing to the bottle perched along his arm.

"Oh no thank you." Elena replied, she had to finish her term paper in the morning

"She'll have a glass." Caroline disagreed

The waiter hovered unsure how to proceed.

"Madam?" he said looking at Elena for an answer

"No I really sh-" Elena began

"-Fill it up!" Caroline laughed pushing the glass across the table to be filled

Elena seethed and counted backwards from ten. This was their number one relationship problem. Caroline never listened.

The waiter left and she looked at the glass of wine, she didn't even like white.

Caroline was talking again, she was oblivious to her, and here she was sitting staring at a glass of wine she said she didn't want with a sour face and Caroline was talking about horses.

Their chicken salads arrived and the distraction of delicious food lightened Elena's mood even as Caroline continued to talk about her new found love of horses and equestrian things.

"Oh my god!" Caroline gasped "Elena, Elena, look it's Rizzle D!"

"Huh?" Elena replied "Who?" She looked to where Caroline was staring.

Oh my God indeed Elena thought. Damon was sitting across the room. He was seated at a round table with six other men all of whom were wearing suits, Damon however was in his black jeans and that sexy leather jacket.

Rizzle D? Was Damon famous or something?

"Which one is Rizzle?" she asked dreading the answer

"Oh come on Elena, get with the times, he's like the most famous rapper of the past two years!" Caroline hissed

"Caroline…." Elena urged, she wasn't listening again, "I asked you which one he was not what he does."

"He's the one in the fur coat. Obviously." Caroline stage whispered.

Elena's heart somersaulted, phew, she hadn't lost her technical virginity to a celebrity sleaze.

Damon took a drink out of a crystal tumbler and sighed, he looked bored and Elena couldn't help but smile. Just as she did he looked up, a look of shock surprise quickly flashed across his face but then he did that weird but sexy eye thing he did and her stomach was flooded with butterflies.

She knew she should look away but she didn't until Caroline spoke and then she changed her attention back to her dinner. Caroline seemed determined to get an autograph and Elena didn't say much, every now and then she'd glance at him and their eyes would meet and then they'd look away.

When their plates were taken away Elena stole another look but Damon was gone. Caroline had asked for the dessert menu and they took about fifteen minutes to decided what they wanted, after they'd ordered Elena looked for Damon again, he was still gone. He must have left. She was aware of a deepening pit in her stomach where the butterflies used to be. It wasn't like she was going to have the courage to go over and speak to him but she still had this horrible sensation of missed opportunity and she stupidly feeling a prickling in the corner of her eyes.

"I'm going to use the bathroom." She said standing up quickly and blinking her eyes rapidly.

"Okay." Caroline replied.

Elena walked in the general direction of the bar and then figured it would be around there, sure enough she spotted a door and continued towards it as she went through it she found herself in a fancy stairwell, the marble steps leading upwards or downwards on her left, she was quite alone except for a ridiculously handsome guy who was on a cell phone.

"He wants seventy five for the tv appearance." Damon said to whoever was on the receiving end, he turned and saw Elena.

"That's my final offer, take it or lose him." He hung up

"Hey." Damon said

"Hey." Elena said running a hand through the tails of her hair.

"You look beautiful." He said noodling at her

Elena ruffled her white polka dot dress, "thanks."

"Rizzle D, huh?" Elena asked

Damon smirked "I wouldn't have taken you for a fan. I'm…disappointed…."

Elena laughed "Well, no, my…Caroline… she recognised him."

Damon walked closer to her and took her hands in his. Oh, here came the butterflies again.

"Is Caroline your girlfriend again?" Damon asked looking up over his eyelashes seductively

"I don't know." Elena said quickly. Honestly.

"How was the fright night?" Damon said changing the topic quickly "Did the sexy tiger go down well?"

Elena blinked, he had remembered what she had been talking about one month ago, he had actually been listening to her ramble.

"It was great." She smiled launching into Halloween details, "I can't believe you remembered." She added, squeezing his hands.

"God you're sexy." Damon said with reverence completely spinning the topic again.

Elena was pushing him backwards, hands still entwined. She wasn't really sure why but Damon was smiling broadly. "You're sexy." She retorted honestly (albeit it sounded lame when she said it)

"Please tell me you're going to kiss me?" Damon said after ten seconds of Elena just pressing herself closer to him but not acting.

"Yeah, I guess I am." Elena said before she leaned up to press her lips to his. Damon dropped her hands gently and wrapped his arms around her low waist, pulling her even tighter. He had brilliantly pouty lips, she was a bit jealous if she being honest, and she sucked his bottom lip with fever. She wasn't sure who had slipped the tongue in first but it was getting seriously hot and she could…yup…he was getting hard against her. She wanted it, really wanted it.

She'd fucked him in a diner was a stairwell any worse?

"Elena?"

Shit.

"Caroline…" Elena said feeling her body freeze over.

"Jesus." Damon muttered as he let her go.

"What on earth are you doing?" Caroline said, she didn't seem mad, just confused

"I…we…" she stuttered.

Damon shifted his weight uncomfortably.

"He's a guy." Caroline said "Are you ill?"

"Do you want me to go? I'll stay with you if you…?" Damon said

"No, go, sorry." Elena said sheepishly

"You'll be okay?" he asked

"She'll be fine, Romeo." Caroline said sounding insulted.

Without another word Damon walked out and left.

"Caroline, I'm so sorry, I didn't want you to find out like this…" Elena pleaded

"It's a guy." Caroline half shrugged, "have you been with a girl?"

"No!" Elena insisted.

"Fine. Good. We'll talk about this at home. Come on our desserts are here."

A/N hello! Hope you enjoyed! Please leave and thoughts in the comments! 3 xx Dr B.