Chapter 2 – The Girl's Got It Bad
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Note: Thanks for the wonderful reviews on the first chapter. Just for that, I'm going to go ahead with Chapter 2 of "In Session." No spoilers, just follow along and you'll see where I'm going.
Elena's House – That Evening
Elena pulled her car into the driveway, killed the engine and sighed as she sat back against the seat. She just couldn't shake the memory of her consultation with the sexy Damon Salvatore, no matter how hard she tried. She licked her lips, and sure enough, the taste of his kiss was still there. Oh well, so much for trying to mask the taste with coffee. She was pretty sure that she'd be dreaming about him tonight, and those dreams would probably be as steamy as the scene in her office.
Deciding that it wouldn't do her any good to stay outside, Elena got out of the car and went inside, where she hoped to relax and unwind after her long, hard day.
"Mommy!"
Elena knew that voice from anywhere. She smiled as she saw little Amanda coming toward her. The little girl jumped into her mother's arms, no doubt happy to see her.
"Hi, sweetie," she said. "How was school?"
"It was okay," her daughter replied. "I drew a picture of a flower for Kaylee in art class."
"You did?" said Elena. "Well, the next time we visit her in the hospital, you can bring it to her. How's that sound?" She kissed her daughter. "I love you so much, you know that? I know that seeing your sister so sick hasn't been easy, but she would want us to be brave for her."
Amanda nodded and after another hug, she got down and went toward the kitchen, allowing Elena to put her stuff down. She looked at the clock and it read: 7:00. She remembered because that was the time Damon had scheduled their first session. Elena's heart skipped several beats thinking about it.
Sighing, Elena went toward the kitchen, where she looked for something for dinner. Of course, cooking was a lot different when dealing with a seven-year-old, mostly because the thing they liked yesterday became the thing they hated today. Elena didn't know why the changing of taste was a requisite for being a child. Though, she did the same thing at Amanda's age.
"What would you like for dinner, Amanda?"
The girl thought a minute and said, "Macaroni and cheese and tater tots."
Elena raised an eyebrow. "Didn't you have that last week over Jenna's?"
"Yeah, but I want it again this week."
Elena sighed. "Okay, but don't be too disappointed if I don't make them the way she does. Don't forget, Mommy's not as good a cook as Jenna."
Amanda nodded. She didn't care, as long as she got her dinner. Quickly, she went to the cabinets to get the plates and silverware ready while her mother cooked. Elena looked up every second or two to see if she was really setting the table and not goofing around.
"How was work, Mommy?"
Elena cringed when she heard Amanda's question. Normally, she liked it when her daughter asked her about her day. Tonight, however, was a bit different. How do you explain something such as a steamy consultation to seven-year-old? True, kids are learning about these things earlier than they should, but she wanted her little girl to be innocent for at least a while longer.
Clearing her throat, she said, "Well, a new patient came in for a consultation this morning. He said that he didn't have anyone to talk to because his brother just got married and there's some deep-seated issues with his father."
"Was it the hot man from the paper?"
Elena gave the girl a stern look. "Amanda Louise Gilbert, where did you learn such things? You're much too young to be talking like that."
"We're learning about the differences between boys and girls in health class. And a lot of the girls in my class were using it to describe boys they liked."
"That stuff is too mature for second graders," said Elena. "But, yes, you could say that the man was kind of hot. He's rich too, and lives in a mansion. Tomorrow night, I'm going to start with his therapy, so I'm going to have Jenna stay here with you."
Amanda nodded. "Okay, Mommy."
Elena smiled at her. Amanda was a beautiful child, with Tyler's hair color and her eyes. Kaylee was the opposite, with Elena's hair color and Tyler's eyes. Tyler. If only he wasn't such an ignorant asshole and stopped in to see his children instead of partying all the time. There were moments where Elena wished she never went for him. Everyone warned her about him, that he would break her heart one day.
Stupid me, I had to ignore them, she thought. Though, I must admit, the only good things I got out of my marriage to Tyler were these two precious little girls. Thank God I got custody of them. Tyler would most likely neglect them if they were living with him. And I doubt Caroline will be much of a role model either.
Smiling, she turned back to her cooking. As she went about her task, Elena could've sworn she felt Damon wrapping his arms around her, kissing her neck before moving up to her ear and whispering words of love. The impact of such a fantasy made Elena's breasts feel heavy again and the moisture between her legs returned. Shit, why did she have to fantasize about Damon while she was cooking for her daughter?
Damn it, Damon, why do you have to be so sexy?, she thought. You're making me daydream about you when I'm supposed to be feeding my little girl. Oh, I can tell you're going to enjoy our time together, especially since one little encounter with you is driving me crazy.
No sooner did she calm herself down than Elena saw the dinner was ready. Hoping that she had made it to Amanda's standards, she placed the food on the table buffet style so that she and Amanda could serve themselves.
"Well, here's hoping I was wrong about not being as good as Jenna," she said to the girl. "Let's dig in."
Amanda nodded and they dug into the food, both of them equally as hungry as the other.
Note: Session #1 will be in the next chapter, I promise. I wanted to dedicate this chapter to Elena and her home life.
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