Oh god, oh god, oh god. It was a constant loop of words in my head. How could Damon just take my clothes and then just take off? Infect he was probably laughing about it right know.

I scowled at the door. I couldn't just prance down there with a towel on and act like nothing was wrong.

Oh come on Elena, just do it you coward. What's the worst that could happen? I shivered. There was a lot that could happen. Like, oh I don't know, Damon trying to take off the stupid towel!

If only Stefan hadn't left me alone with the only person in the world that could destroy everything I ever worked up too.

I rubbed my arms. It was getting a little cold up here. I looked at the door again and took a tiny step towards it, chanting to myself that I just needed to get my clothes and nothing was going to happen.

Abandoning all my self dignity, I finally pushed myself towards the door and swung it open as hard as I could.

If I could I swear to god I would kick his miserable ass.

Clutching my towel tighter around my body I jogged down the stairs only too find Damon sitting on the couch nonchalantly reading a book. What an idiot.

If its one thing I knew about him its that he does not read. Unless he knows he did something wrong.

Was that a smirk on his face?I couldn't be sure so I stormed over to were he was lounging, picked up the stupid book he was 'reading' and slammed it down on the ground.

He could have stopped me if he wanted to but I have a feeling he just wanted to see my reaction. Well, good because my reaction was going to murder him.

"What the hell? What did you do with my clothes? I had a whole bag full of them and know there magically gone? Give them back know!"

I was right. Damon had a big ol' smirk plastered on his face. He looked at me, well, he looked at my body and then his eyes finally lingered on my face.

"If I knew you were going to react this way I would have done it a long time ago." He crossed his arms over his chest, never faltering in his smile.

Great, I hoped he savored the moment because I was going to kill him.

"Just give them back, Damon. Is this just part of the bet? Because frankly it's not gonna work." Unfortunately my voice had turned weak, as if I had given up. That's because I had. There was no use negotiating with a vampire.

Then why had I made the bet? Oh, right. Because I'm an idiot with nothing better to do then make bets with vampires.

Damon laughed some more and grabbed one of my arms. Before I could react he had pulled me close. Way to close for my personal liking. Despite my obvious efforts I couldn't yank my hand away.

"What are you doing? Let me go." I tired squirming but he just held me tighter. My towel was in danger of coming undone, and I was in danger of doing something that would get us both in trouble.

Oh, great. What was I thinking? Maybe he was getting to my head or something

"Come on, Elena," He was whispering in my ear, and I concentrated on breathing normally. He could hear my heartbeat. " Do you honestly think that I would go through this day without trying to get you in my bed. I'm not that stupid."

I turned my head away from his, trying to think clearer. "Aren't you? You hijacked my clothes, that was stupid."

He was tugging at the bottom of my towel "I had to try. But if you really want them I could give them to you."

I looked into his eyes. I was in series dog doo. "Just give them back, otherwise were going to get nowhere." My voice had turned breathy, as if I was sighing the words in to his mouth. He probably smelled an easy victory

"I'll give them to you on one condition." my legs tingled as I tried to struggle away from the grab he had on my ankle.

"What?"

Damon leaned closer, so close that he almost touched my lips. "Sleep with me."I knew the words were coming but it's not like I could stop them. I was undeniably weak in s situation like this. I had no fight and I couldn't deny that he was eating away at my self preservation.

I pushed as hard as I could on his shoulders just as his lips brushed mine and this time I managed to wiggle away and plop myself on the ground with an "ooff."

Luckily Damon's eyes were closed from his hard laughing because my towel had slipped from my grip and laid sprawled around me.

Just as he was about to open his eyes I frantically grabbed at the scrape of covering and secured it around my body once more.

It wasn't even noon yet and I still managed to embarrass myself enough for a lifetime.

I took a steady breath "Tell me were my clothes are or I swear to god I will find a way to hurt you."I still didn't scare him.

He flashed me a smile. "You might need to borrow some clothes."

I pushed up my eyebrows and tapped my foot. I was tired of this game. "And why is that?"

Damon suddenly stood up and I took two cautious steps back.

"There in the wash, they should be in there for another two hours."

I looked up in udder disbelief but he was gone.

So how exactly did I get myself in these situations? My clothes weren't even dirty!

With nothing else I could do I plopped myself back on the couch and rubbed my temples. This whole thing was giving me a huge headache.

Know I just had to find a way to get him back. Right, like that was humanly possible.