Chapter 2

Damon had been quiet the entire morning he hadn't even pulled the car over in order to seduce me which was nice for a change, but also alarming.

Carl, the wedding planner, had talked the entire morning about flowers and cake, and wouldn't stop emphasizing the importance of getting a dress was. I was only half paying attention, my main focus was Damon and how he didn't immediately shut down the idea of releasing 200 butterflies when we kissed as husband and wife. I immediately shut it down however.

We left Carl's office early and Damon hadn't even said a word to me since Stefan had talked to me.

"So we have time right now to do whatever you want wherever you want." I told him.

He just shrugged and I had enough.

"Okay you aren't talking to me. What's wrong?" I asked him.

"It's nothing." He said bitingly, then he looked at me and saw the "I'm-not-buying-it" expression on my face.

"Fine," He sighed "What Stefan said bothered me. I know you love me, I don't doubt that. But you loved him too; you're not Katherine, as if I need one more reasoning to hate that conniving bitch, I can't help it but think that there is a possibility you will go back to him."

"What?" I asked trying not to laugh a little. That was so ridiculous that he would think that.

"You heard what I said." He stated.

"I know," I said still trying not to laugh. "Damon I love you, only you, much more than I ever loved Stefan and more importantly, thinking of not being with you, of not being able to hold you or kiss you, or even see you, is painful, but nothing compared to the pain of it actually happening. I want to be with you for eternity, you are the one I want. It's why I said yes to you when you proposed or even before then when Stefan told me to choose. It was you all along; it will always be you."

I saw anger mixed with sadness mixed in his eyes as he said "You said that to me before about Stefan." I sighed getting annoyed, the fact was that I never said it to Stefan. Damon was the only one to hear those words fall from my mouth.

"Well then hear this, if I'm ever in desperate need of boring myself to death, and having a pathetic — scratch that — no sex life, and be miserable all my life because I would have to wake up to him every morning. Then, and only then, will I leave you for him." I told him getting in his face so we were only inches apart.

"Well that's good to hear." He smiled cockily, and then leaned down to kiss my lips gently. The kiss he gave me got more intense more passionate. He laid me down on the hood of his car, still kissing me, and started to move rhythmically. I wish I had worn a skirt; it would've been so much easier for him to take me then. Unfortunately we had to deal with denim, and belts. When Damon and I became intimate I learned very quickly, that it was in my better interest not to wear panties of any sort when around him.

I moved my mouth away from his breathing hard while he moved onto my neck. "Damon we should stop." I told him only half heartedly.

"We should." He murmured against my neck, but made no move to do so. He did the opposite, while one of his hands moved to the zipper on my jeans. My body betrayed my words, as he slid down the zipper and the cool air made contact with my bare skin, and I instinctually move my hips to make contact with his gloriously talented fingers, his fingers teased my clit briefly, I nearly took his control of his hand. But then he pulled away.

"What…?" I asked distortedly. I was practically spread eagle on the hood of his car, close to begging him for what I needed.

"We have company." He growled in my ear, zipping my jeans back up.

I titled my head back to see upside down an image of a cop car with a burley cop walking towards us.

Damon backed away from me enough to help me sit up, and then he leaned beside me.

"Hello officer, what seems to be the problem?" Damon asked in a nonchalant tone.

The cop did not look impressed. "You are aware that this is a public parking lot?" The cop asked him.

I looked around the wedding planners office building was the only one in sight and I was shrouded by many trees the road was deserted, as was the parking lot.

"Yes I am aware; the public also seems to be absent today." Damon told the cop.

"That was utterly indecent what I just witnessed between the two of you." The cop said, eyeing us. Damon was about to rudely reply to him when I interjected.

"I'm sorry officer, I'm just really sexually frustrated lately, and I like getting off whenever I can, luckily for me my fiancé doesn't have the heart to say no to me." I said with a bright smile grabbing Damon's hand. Ya, he was definitely wearing off on me. He looked at me a smiled in approval.

"It's true." He said grinning at the cop.

I could almost hear the inappropriate thoughts going through the cops head. I could imagine all the inappropriate thoughts going through Damon's head, and all of them I'd be more than willingly to do with Damon.

"Hmm," The cop said. "Well I'm afraid that what I have witnessed here had been inappropriate. You two will have to come with me." Wow this guys was persistent and annoying.

"Or not, I suggest you leave and forget about us, and if you ever come across us again you will not bother us." Damon told him compelling him.

And so the cop left. As soon as he was in his car and driving away we burst out laughing. After I was able to breathe properly, I grabbed Damon's face between my hands ready to pick up where we left off, but he stopped me.

"We can't, I don't want you to be late for your appointment to finally get you a wedding dress." He said showing me his watch, saying that I had ten minutes to get to the bridal store.

"But, you and I both know that I will not be finding a dress today." I pouted. I knew his resolve was cracking; I could make him give into me. I placed my hand flat against his chest slowly moving it down until I was grabbing his belt. I heard his breathing hitch

"You need a dress." He said, pulling me close to him and started kissing my neck.

"I'll wear nothing we'll have a Skye-clad ceremony. What I really need right now is you." He started to give me another hickey on my neck. I couldn't help but respond to him and pulling him close so his arousal was situated between my legs.

"Damon," I gasped his name as I felt his fangs graze my skin. "Please." I begged him, and then I felt him smile, and start to pull away.

"What are you doing?" I asked him bewildered.

He smiled evilly, his blue eyes sparkling with devilish delight. "Well since you seem so determined to not get a dress, until you do I am determined to leave you unsatisfied."

"You're kidding me right?" I asked him in utter disbelief. He punctuated his sentence when he stepped away from me.

"As I said, you have an appointment to get to." He smiled offering me his hand.

"Oh my god, you're serious?" I asked astonished.

"Completely, you might want to hurry or else they might give your appointment to a walk in." I glared at him and grabbed his hand.

"Then you better drive fast." I told him icily, and walking determinedly to the passenger side of his car.

He was beaming, even more so when said, "Chop, chop, my dress isn't going to find itself."

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