Okay, you guys are freaking ridiculous! In the last DAY ALONE, there have been 8 reviews, 12 favorites, and 18 alerts! You guys are just plain awesome! So I know this is a short chapter, but I wanted to get something out to you guys tonight. Hopefully I'll be able to post at least one more chapter if not two before friday night because I'll be gone all weekend.

~~~Elena's P.O.V.~~~

I woke up the next morning to find Damon still soundly asleep. I sat up with the idea of doing something to mess with him at the opportunity, but the sight of his peaceful sleeping face but a stop to my evil plans. I crossed the room to gently strook his cheek with my index finger. I smiled at his sleeping form one last time before I made my way to the bathroom.

I quickly stripped down to the way God created me before I stepped into the hot water. I hummed one of the Taylor Swift songs from yesterday and chuckled to myself at the memory of Damon singing cheesey love songs. I reached for the shampoo bottle but another hand beat me to it. I gasped at the sight of a naked Damon before me. And then I really took in the full view of a naked Damon before me.

My eyes folowed one little drop of water down his sculpted abs and to his impressive length. I had to swallow back the drool that built up in my mouth at the thought of that in me. My eyes made my way back up to his piercing blue ones and I gulped for a second time. "Damon," I meant it as a warning but it came out as a breathless sigh.

At this he smiled at me in a way only he ever could. And right before his lips met mine, the water turned cold and I was snapped back into reality.

"Rise and shine, sleepy head!" I heard Damon yell as a second bucket of cold water crashed over me. I jumped out of bed as fast as I could, before any more water could make me its target.

"What the hell, Damon?" I practically screamed. There was a flash of something on his face, but it was quickly replaced with a smirk.

"It's time to get up and on the road, Elena." He said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"And you couldn't have just woken me up like a normal person would have?" I questioned, my anger already starting to dissapear. The thing with Damon and me, we could never stay mad at each other long. We always knew we would make up, so we just didn't see the point in prolonging it.

He just kept smiling. "I'll go check us out, will you make sure we have all our stuff together?" I nodded and just as soon as the door shut behind him I was slumping back onto the bed.

What the hell was that dream? Damon was my best friend, not just some random I found myself attractive to. In all honesty, yeah, I did find Damon attractive. He was hot as hell! Anyone could see that. But he was Damon. I couldn't, wouldn't let my feelings go from love to in love.

As I replayed the dream in my mind, I realized just how difficult that might prove to be.

~~~Damon's P.O.V.~~~

I took the stairs down to the lobby because I needed sometime to think. Pouring water on Elena had seemed like a good idea to relieve some pent up sexual stress he was under, but boy had that plan backfired. The water was cold. So cold in fact, that it made Elena's nipples harden underneath her very thin camisole. And may he add that the only other thing she was wearing was a pair of boyshorts!

She was seriously clueless to how crazy she made him. That, or she was the devil. Maybe a little bit of both.

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