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Previously-

"Klaus, who is this beautiful woman on your arm?" I heard a voice say from a balcony above us. The man jumped over the railing, landing in front of us. He was good-looking but not my type.


"Caroline, this is Marcel, Marcel this is Caroline. She is a close friend of mine." Klaus told him, taking his arm from mine and wrapping it around my waist, pulling me closer to him.

"Pleasure to meet you, Caroline." He said, picking up my hand to kiss it. He was overly flirting with me I didn't like it. Something about him gave me a bad feeling. "Would you like a drink, or maybe a dance?" He offered. I knew what he was doing, trying to get me so Klaus would be jealous. Well two can play that game.

"Sorry, you're not really my type. Besides, Nik was showing me around the French Quarter, isn't that right, Nik?" I said, not missing the look in Klaus' eyes when I called him Nik. Marcel was looking at me with raised eyebrows.

"That would be right, love." Klaus said smirking proudly.

"Dance with me, Nik?" I whispered in his ear, loud enough so I knew Marcel would hear it.

"If you would excuse us, Marcel, it seems my girl would like to dance." Klaus said, taking my hand leading us to the middle of the floor where everyone was dancing, away from the very shocked Marcel. I was smiling and laughing by the time we got into the middle of the floor. It was like a vampire club and I loved it! I began dancing against Klaus as the music blared.

"That was brilliant, sweetheart. I don't think he has ever been rejected before, and I do love the way you say my name." Klaus whispered in my ear as we danced closely. I was suddenly hyper-aware of just how close we were to each other. I realized that I hadn't had any blood since the morning before I left Whitmore. I could smell the humans in the mix and the blood from the other vampires feeding on the humans. But I didn't drink from humans and I didn't see any blood bags around. Klaus must have sensed my worry.

"When was the last time you fed, Caroline?" He asked only loud enough for me to hear, even over the music.

"Before I left this morning." I replied. I was having a difficult time holding off my face from changing at this point. "Let me guess, no blood bags here?" He shook his head. I knew it.

He tilted his head to the side and I knew immediately what he was doing. The last time I had his blood it had quenched my thirst for three days! Seeing his artery pulsing made my face start to change and I felt him pull me closer to him. I looked up for a split second and saw Marcel staring at us. I smirked as I let my face change before biting into Klaus's neck, drinking only as much as I needed. Every time I had his blood, I found myself wanting it more and more. It was so intoxicating. I pulled away, willing my vampire features to go away.

"Thank you." I murmered into his neck. He pulled my face up to look at me, noticing a drop of blood on the corner of my mouth, getting ready to roll down my chin. In a split second, his lips were on mine. It was just as I remembered. There was so much passion. The kiss broke before it could get too heavy.

"Would you like to get out of here and get some food, love?" He asked after we danced a while longer. I nodded and he whooshed me away, holding my hand. When we stopped, I was giggling and for the first time in a long time, I was having fun.

"You should have seen Marcel's face when you let me have your blood!" I said giggling as we walked down the sidewalk to a place called 'Rousseus'. He opened the door for me and I walked in.

"They have the best gumbo in the French Quarter, love." He said as we walked to the bar. "Hello, Camille." He said to the blonde working as the bartender. I felt myself get a bit jealous.

"Klaus." She said with indifference.

"Caroline, I would like you to meet Camille, Camille, this is Caroline." She wiped her hand on a rag before reaching out to shake mine.

"So you are the infamous Caroline that Klaus is always talking about?" Klaus talked about me down here? I looked at him for an explanation.

"The very one. Can we get two bowls of gumbo and a bottle of champagne?" I heard him ask. Champagne, it was our 'thing' as he called it. "Caroline, if you will excuse me for a moment?" I nodded while he walked over to where I saw Elijah sitting, relieved it wasn't another girl.

"He's in love with you, you know?" Camille said to me as she sat down the bottle of Champagne in front of me. I looked at her shocked.

"What?" I asked, afraid I heard her wrong.

"Klaus, he is so obviously in love with you. I'm a psychology major. I've heard him talk about you since he got here, and now I can see the way he looks at you." I smiled over in Klaus's direction, whom I knew could hear what the bartender was saying.

"I know." I said back at the bartender, still smiling. "What does he say about me?" What? I was curious. I could hear Klaus chuckle from across the room.

"Just that you are his light, the one who brings out all the good parts of him. He also told me how you are the only one that can hurt him and get away with it." She whispered the last part. I thought back to all the times I had hurt him and how if I were anyone else, I would have been long dead. Luckily, he rescued me from my thoughts by walking back over.

"I wanted to let you know, Rebekah will be back tomorrow." Klaus said, brushing his hand across my back as he took his seat next to me.

"Great." I mumbled.

"Don't worry, love, she wont give you any problems." He reassured me.

We ate our gumbo, which was really good, and I was starting to feel a bit tired. "What do you want to do now, love?" Klaus asked as we left the restaurant.

"Can we go home? I'm getting kind of tired." I said, feeling exhausted. It was already close to 1am.

"Of course, sweetheart." He said before grabbing my hand and taking off at vamp speed.


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