Elena looked at herself in the mirror. She smoothed down her dress and smiled. Turing on the spot she reached across to the dresser and lifted the can of hairspray. She blasted it over her perfectly fashioned hair, while holding her breath. She ran away from the fumes and slipped into her heels.

"Ready." She breathed. Leaving the house she got into Aunt Jenna's car and drove into town. Parking outside the Grill, Elena stepped out of the car and into the car lot. She spotted Jeremy immediately and waved.

"Wow, Sis. You look great!" Jeremy said sounding astonished

"Thanks" said Elena tartly; digging him in the ribs with her elbow "Do I usually look hideous?"

"What? Oh, no…I mean…" Jeremy fumbled for the correct answer and Elena laughed

"Is Bonnie inside?" she asked to save him from answering

"Yeah." He added as they reached the door

They entered the Grill and immediately spotted Bonnie sitting alone at a table, she looked bored.

"Bonnie." Jeremy called and she looked up and smiled

"Hi! WOW! Elena, you look hot!" Bonnie enthused "I wish I'd dressed up a little more."

The Gilbert's shot her down, she always looked nice

"It's only a club, I just felt like dressing up a little." Elena said

Damon sat down with a glass of bourbon and passed the glass of red wine to Andi.

"Thank you." She said, smiling before taking a sip

"You're very welcome" Damon replied. Andi began rattling on about work again and Damon returned to his thoughts about Elena. Just this morning she'd admitted that she knew he loved her and things had majorly heated up before Andi interrupted them. He was wondering how he should approach her next time they met.

"Hi! WOW! Elena you look hot! He heard Bonnie cry. Damon's head snapped up and he looked to when the voices came from and there she was. If his heart was beating it would have stopped. Elena was laughing; she wore an emerald green dress that clung to exactly the right places. Her hair was immaculate and she seemed to be emitting a glow that made everyone else look dull in comparison. Damon stared at her for an age, he loved her smile as she greeted Caroline and Matt to the group and he was sure his mouth was gaping like an idiot, but he didn't care. He was infatuated.

"Damon?" It was andi

"Huh?" he said snapping back to reality

"Are you listening? Who are you looking at?" She followed his gaze

"Oh, it's Elena and her friends, shall we invite them over?"

"No." Damon said a little too fast

"Damon, don't be rude…Elena!" she waved

"Elena, I think Damon's Girlfriend is waving at you?" Caroline said

"What? Oh, I hadn't noticed they were here." Elena said innocently. She approached their table. Of course she'd known they'd be here, this is why she'd wanted this night out. She wanted them to see her.

"Hi" Elena smiled as she reached their table

"Elena, don't you look lovely." Andi said

"She always looks beautiful" Damon noted

Elena flushed slightly and Damon smirked

"Are you heading out somewhere nice?" Andi pressed

"Oh just to a club, I feel like I haven't danced in ages." She enthused, and then added "Why don't you join us?"

"Oh no, thanks Elena, but we can't. I have this huge story to cover on the history of Mystic Falls and I need Damon's help." Elena knew this. She'd over heard Andi telling Damon about this earlier in the day when she'd almost caught them in the kitchen.

"Oh, what a shame. Another time." Elena said, and she caught Damon's eye "I'll maybe see you later Damon."

"Andi" Damon said suddenly, staring her straight in the eye "I think I better accompany Elena tonight, don't you think?"

Andi's eyes looked unfocused then she said "Damon, Why don't you go with Elena and her friends?"

"What a great idea!" he said grabbing his jacket.

Elena sighed and rolled over in her sleep. She was beginning to wake up, and she smiled contently remembering last night. She's danced herself silly with the girls after a few drinks and eventually the boys were forced to join them. When the dj played the slower songs everyone went their separate ways and Elena and Damon drew closer together. Putting her arms around his neck, his had fallen around her waist as the swayed to the music. By the time the first song was over they were kissing.

Elena's tummy flipped at the memory, she was fully awake now but kept her eyes shut. She was happy just remembering. When it was time to leave, they rejoined the group and walked home. They didn't hold hands, but walked closed by, their fingers occasionally brushing. Back at the boarding house they'd kicked off their shoes and climbed the staircase hand in hand, on the landing Damon hesitated, instead of letting her go to Stefan's room he pulled her towards his. Inside they began kissing again. Slowly and gently, no urgency, rather romantically infact. He'd lifted her arms above her head and pulled her dress off. She stood in front of him in her black underwear. With nervous hands she unbuttoned his black Armani shirt and dropped it to the floor. She removed his black jeans and belt too until he wore nothing but his Calvin Klein's and his sexy smile. He'd lifted her and she wrapped her legs around his waist and he carried her to his large bed; upon laying her down across it he climbed on top of her

and lightly traced his tongue across her plump lips. She'd moaned and opened her mouth to accept his tongue. They kissed until they ran out of oxygen, rubbing their bodies together. When they were forced to pull away for air, Damon rolled off her onto his side.

"Get some sleep, Elena." He said quietly

She's began to protest but he'd silenced her with his lips. "You were dead on your feet until half and hour ago. Sleep." He added again. So she'd settled in his arms and before long she was asleep.