It's been forever, I knowwwww. I decided to take the week off and study my ass off while gathering my ff wits. It worked but I'm sorry about the wait!

The original plan was for this and the next chapter to be one longass one but I decided to update earlier and wet your whistles instead.

:)


She wasn't having second thoughts.

By the time Caroline walked up to the Mikaelson front door and raised her fist, she was having tenth thoughts. And in general they all kind of went like What the hell are you doing turn right back around this instant.

But then the door was inching open and it was too late because behind it stood the blond blue-eyed devil.

He looked surprised and she didn't blame him. She'd sped from Whitmore but when she'd checked the clock before climbing out of her car, it had still been eight-thirty.

"Hey," she smiled sheepishly.

His eyes roamed her form for a few seconds before he smiled lightly.

"Hello, Caroline."

She almost squirmed under his gaze. It was amused, curious and… mutely delighted.

She looked away and Klaus stood back, allowing her in.

She took a single step inside then turned on him, guilt yanking at her nerves.

"I'm sorry I'm late."

He was still looking at her like that as he took a step closer – two steps closer – until his breath was wafting over her face.

Her breath caught as he leaned in; her heart thumping wildly. She hadn't expected things to progress this fast – the front door was still open, for god's sake.

But he only spoke into her ear.

"I'm glad you were able to tear yourself away from those textbooks."

Then he laid a chaste kiss just beneath her earlobe before withdrawing.

"Come inside," he smirked, inclining his head.

The door was still open, she could run. And with the pattering of her heart at both his invitation and that devilish tilt of his mouth, it would be the smart thing to do.

But if she were trying to be smart then she never would've come here at all. Not last night and definitely not now.

She removed her jacket.