Standing on top of the Empire State building, Blair huddled into her coat and stared out across the city she'd grown up in, the city she would always love. She wouldn't lie and say she wasn't scared about what she was about to do. Still, there were doubts in the back of her mind. Would he even show up? She'd been left waiting in this same place before with no sign of her Prince Charming. But that was when she'd been in love with Chuck Bass. Well, to clarify that, she would always love Chuck, but she had outgrown the constant drama between them. While her heart would hold a place to care for him, she no longer loved him as she once had. She had been through too much without him for them to be on the same ground any longer. There was another man in her heart now.
Was 'man' even the right word though? Damon wasn't a man like Chuck, or even Dan. He was a vampire, something she never believed truly existed before she met him. Even after that meeting, there had been a lot of convincing to talk her into the truth about what he was. During that time, she had also become used to his tempermental nature - so like her own - and that was from where her doubts stemmed. Maybe he had grown bored with her? Maybe he decided he still loved Elena and he didn't need her. Blair wasn't a doppleganger, she didn't have that weird attractive quality Elena and her descendants seemed to have for vampires. She knew a little about the constant rivalry between Damon and his younger brother Stefan over Elena, and Katherine before her. The whole mess made her jealous, she couldn't lie to herself, but she would never admit it. She was Blair Waldorft, damn it. She stood on her own level.
The cold air hundreds of feet above the bustling city of New York battered her, and she hugged her arms tighter around her chest, sighing audibly. He was already ten minutes late. She shouldn't have waited this long. She was giving him too much of a chance. Deciding she was worth more than that, she turned and stepped to leave. And almost collided with Damon who stood behind her holding a full bouquet of peonies. Her heart skipped a beat, at the sight of him and the fact that he remembered her favorite flowers, and she sucked in a breath. He hadn't made a sound as he'd come up behind her.
"Sorry, I'm late," he apologized with a Damon-esque smirk as he extended the peonies out to her. "Do you know how difficult it is to find peonies this time of year?"
Blair allowed a smile as she accepted the flowers, smelling them and looking at him out of the tops of her eyes over the petals. She was so perfect, Damon hadn't wanted to interrupt her watching the city, and in truth, he'd been watching her for the past ten minutes. He knew she thought he was going to abandon her, but he never would. He was far more loyal than the men she'd been with in the past; he just wasn't the type to put that into words. Stefan was the touchy-feely one. Too many words cluttered up a moment, in Damon's opinion.
"They're beautiful," Blair conceded, playing with the petals on one of the flowers. He took a step toward her and smiled. "Never as beautiful as you," he commented with a smile. Blair smiled a small smile and looked up at him playfully. Sometimes he could say the most romantic things; he could make her feel as if she was the leading lady in an Audrey Hepburn film, and she had a feeling he was doing it on purpose. He knew how much she loved romance, and he was perfect at creating romantic moments.
"Did you think I wouldn't come?" he asked, his brow drawing down so briefly it almost went unnoticed. Taking a deep breath, Blair looked down at the flowers and then back up into his handsome face. "I did, but you're here now. That's what matters."
Damon smiled, nodded, and closed the gap between them, moving the flowers so he could pull her against his chest. "Are you ready?" Blair closed her eyes and pressed her cheek into his chest. She took a breath she hoped was quiet, but she knew, with his heightened hearing, he would hear the fear on her breath. "I am."
Pushing her away from him, holding her shoulders gently as he dipped his head and looked into her brown eyes, "I have a surprise for you first. Your last night as a human should be special."