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Caroline flashed back to reality as she pulled into her work's parking lot and stepped out of her Koenigsegg CCX. She was always worried about this car being left alone at any time, when it was not inside of Matt and hers extra security garage. It was just so posh and expensive, but it was well worth it.

She entered through the large double doors of the business complex and headed up to the 24th floor where the office she worked was. When the elevator doors opened, she entered the law firm of 'Pierce & Saltzman' and headed toward her desk. The view from there was always incredible, looking straight out over the city. It helped her calm down as she continued to clean her inbox, run errands, and do her paperwork mindlessly.

Work went by in a flash, as time always likes to fuck you over and go fast when you don't want it to. She usually loves to get home, but now she wasn't looking forward to facing Matt, the irritable pebble in her shoe. How long could she go on like this?

Caroline locked up and headed back down to her car. The clock shone 7:18pm, she had worked later than was required. Matt would be home by now. Reluctantly, she started her car and listened to the smooth purr of its engine before pulling out and heading down the highway. Its wasn't exactly dark yet, but the sun was starting to rest along the horizon and hide behind the tall buildings of Bellwood Manor.

Her mind began to wander and soon she was thinking about Tyler Lockwood again. His kiss was etched into her memory, which was driving her crazy. She never knew him that well, but something about him did funny things to her. She'd never had any kiss that made her feel so...alive. She wondered briefly where he was, if he was okay, if he was married...

Caroline Donovan's thoughts were soon interrupted as she turned a corner at a four way intersection, her view obstructed by bushes and trees. She didn't see the sleek black Volvo driving past at the same time.

"SHIT!" She shrieked. Panic blurred and clouded her view as she slammed down on the brakes of her fancy car, and watched as she went skidding toward the shiny black figure. There was nothing else she could do but pray and gawk at the oncoming crash. People always say that your life flashes before your eyes when death is near. All the things you wished you could have done, regret doing, all the people you love, tumbling and crushing together into one thought...but all she could think was a long stream of really bad words.

After what seemed like eternity, the front of Caroline's car came into contact with the very front of the Volvo and continued to mutilate the side of her Koenigsegg as it screeched forward. Her head lashed forward at the impact, as the Volvo continued to twist around and swerve to the side of the road. Both cars finally came to a halt.

"Shit. Shit. Shit!" She breathed shakily, pounding a fist on the dashboard. After checking for injuries, which she only detected her neck hurt and a slight bruise from the seatbelt, she unbuckled to assess all the damage. Her Koenigsegg was most likely beyond repair, but the Volvo didn't seem to beat up, and the driver visibly looked alright. As the Volvo owner exited the car, she was suddenly furious.

"Do you any idea what you've done? Not only did I have the right-of-way, but this car here, is worth more than your house!" Rage filling every syllable. The driver sighed and finally stood up, showing it was a man. "Excuse me?" Caroline felt guilty now, "Are you ok?"

"Well, I would've preferred you ask if I was okay first, before you bitched me out." A playful note sounded in his deep luscious velvety voice. He was still turned around reaching for something in his car, the back of his head only showing spiky tousled dark hair. She thought it was rude he hadn't even check to see if she was alright yet.

"Well, I'm sorry," she sighed and rolled her blue eyes, "You'd be mad to if you had a husband named 'Matt Donovan' at home that will probably explode when he finds out ab-"

As the words 'Matt Donovan' had rolled off her lips, he had come shooting up, hitting his head on the car roof in the process.

He cursed loudly and grabbed his head in pain. Caroline ran over to him, trying not to laugh.

"Are you...ok?" She resisted a giggle.

"Yea, yea." He brushed it off, looking up at her. She had to stifle a gasp as she looked into a pair of dark eyes.

Everything went dark...


A/N: Once again, thank you for reading and being patient! Since the chapters are pretty short, it really wont take that long for LEMONS and things ;) R&R?