Yes I'm finally feeling better. Thank you for all your kind wishes for a speedy recovery, even you MsCindz ; ) and also to my nurse Kjsama for those helpful tips.
I feel slightly bad chillwithJyl that I distracted you from studying for your mid-term exam but having said that you probably aced it anyway : )
Also to Mia; yes your wish is my command, you'll find some Kalijah interaction below.
Chapter 10: Political Persuasion
"Find anything interesting?" Katherine asked coming up behind Caroline who was intently searching the Chicago Tribune website.
"Well there was an armed robbery, an arson attack and a drive-by shooting and that was only over night."
"How exactly do the happenings in Chicago impact on us again?" She asked raising her eyebrows.
Caroline had been scouring the internet for news on a certain Senator. Klaus had returned to his home state a few weeks earlier and Caroline missed him, even if she didn't want to admit it openly.
She realised just how much she had become accustomed to him being around, not to mention all of their friendly bickering. Then he had to disappear just when things were getting interesting. After Arlington she had been unable to stop thinking about him. Klaus continued to surprise her and she found herself secretly wondering what he was going to do next.
Caroline knew she had no right to miss him given she'd been the one to put a stop to things between them but she did, terribly. She couldn't believe she'd reverted to stalking him on the internet. So far she'd learned that he'd officiated at a citizenship ceremony, opened a new women's shelter and even paid a visit to an elderly resident at a nursing home for her 100th birthday.
"Of course it does, I mean everything has a political consequence Kitty Kat."
"Yeah sure it does." She replied entirely unconvinced. "So how is everything going on the political front?"
"Fairly uneventful now both the House and Senate have finished sitting and everyone has returned to their home states." She groaned. "I swear it's like the population of DC halves when they're not in session."
"That's because it pretty much does." She said. "Which means not a lot of salacious gossip either."
"So how is Elijah going then?"
"He's coming along nicely, I have to say the first few lessons were a little hairy but things seem to be back on track."
"What did he stab you accidentally?"
"I actually meant on the relationship 101. He's stopped butting in when I'm talking which is progress in itself." She chuckled. "As for the fencing, apparently I'm a natural."
"He's probably just being nice and letting you win."
"I don't think nice is part of his vocabulary Care." She said shaking her head. "That man doesn't like to lose, especially to a woman."
"So when is the next lesson?"
"After work actually." She said looking at her watch excitedly. "I know this is the third night I've been out this week, sorry roomie."
"That's okay, go and stab Elijah for me." She said watching her friend flounce away. As happy as she was for Katherine and her newfound interest Caroline missed their time together. The fact that Stefan was also out of town on assignment for the NBA Playoffs wasn't helping her boredom either. She realised that if she had another distraction she wouldn't be missing Klaus so much. Well that's what she kept telling herself.
Caroline knew it was crazy given she'd only known him for such a short time but she found her mind constantly wandering to him and what he was doing, hence the internet stalking. She was also secretly worried that maybe he'd found someone new in Chicago, someone much hotter and without her hang-ups.
"You know Klaus will be back soon right?" Bonnie came over reading her mind as usual.
"Yes but that doesn't change anything."
"Well only if you don't let it Caroline." She said. "Kol said that Klaus has been just as grumpy if that makes you feel any better."
"Are you implying that I'm grumpy?" She joked narrowing her eyes at Bonnie.
"Of course I am." She quipped. "He just mentioned that Klaus has been like a bear with a sore head lately."
"Well it's probably got nothing to do with me." She murmured thinking maybe it was his brotherly concern for Rebekah.
Caroline had no idea what was going on given he was out of town and they'd had no contact. For some reason she felt like it wasn't her place to ask although that hadn't stopped her from peppering Stefan with questions. He told her before he left that Klaus hadn't been able to get through to Rebekah and they were working out their next move.
Sometimes Caroline wished he'd just send her a quick text message or email so she knew he was thinking about her. She felt like they'd had a moment at Arlington but maybe she was wrong. She also knew she had no right to expect anything since she hadn't contacted him either. Caroline had come close enough times but chickened out at the last moment.
"Well Kol has been distracted himself lately if it makes you feel any better."
"Do I detect some trouble in paradise already?"
"No it's mainly work related; I suppose that's what you get for working at the Pentagon." She chuckled. "As for us we're taking things very slow so there isn't really anything to disrupt yet."
"How long are you going to make him wait Bonnie?" She asked curiously. "I think he's more than proven himself to you."
"Well I still can't read him." She mumbled in frustration. "Although you'll be happy to know I'm slowly coming to terms with that. I don't know it's just…."
"Don't tell me you're thinking about your crazy pen pal again?" She asked in disbelief.
"No, okay maybe just a little. It does make it difficult to forget the guy when he's still bombarding your inbox with annoying messages."
"You realise that's what a spam filter is for right?" She said rolling her eyes. "Don't forget this is the guy who constantly infuriates you and mocks all of your beliefs."
"I know it's weird right?" She said shaking her head. "I think I've just become so used to our banter."
"So you and Kol don't have that?"
"We definitely have moments but I think we're both too scared to offend each other this early." She said. "Usually I can just skip over this awkward stage because I can read the guy's mind."
"I think he must really like you then if that's the case." She laughed. "Kol doesn't seem like the type to hold back for anyone."
"Yeah I know what you mean."
"Look I think you need to give him a chance, maybe you could just put something out there and see if you get a bite." She joked.
"I can't believe you're suggesting I pick a fight."
"A little arguing is healthy for the relationship. I don't think I could handle something so boring and mundane all the time." She said while Bonnie nodded in agreement. "So if Kol is busy how about we watch some chick flicks and work on your plan of attack?"
"Sorry Caroline, we're going out for the first time in a week because he actually has the night off."
"That's okay Bonnie." She smiled thinking just how sad her life had become. "I look forward to hearing all about your argument in full detail tomorrow." Caroline swivelled around in her chair and tried to focus on the article she was writing. How had her life become so boring so quickly? She really needed to get a hobby.
Caroline heard the ding from her computer signalling she had new email. Her lips curved into a smile when she saw his name appear on her screen feeling the anticipation welling inside. She excitedly clicked on his email titled "Take-Out."
"I'm trying to decide what to order for dinner tonight and given your skills in the area I thought I'd find out what you thought."
"That's quite a serious question you have there."
"I know exactly why I'm coming to you for your extensive knowledge and advice."
"There's so much to choose from though."
"Well how about if I narrowed it down to Indian, pizza or Thai."
"Definitely pizza. I mean if the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles love it you can't go wrong."
"Yes very true, I was always partial to Leonardo myself."
"Why am I not surprised? He was always the boring and responsible turtle."
"Oh and let me guess you liked Michelangelo because he was so fun and irresponsible."
"You know me too well. Stefan tells me that famous Chicago deep dish pizza is to die for so I think you need to get one of them, extra cheese."
"You've never had deep dish before?"
"No, but if you're ordering in maybe you could send a couple of pieces my way?"
"No dinner plans then?"
"Not yet but the night is still young."
"Tease."
"Why am I the tease? You were the one tempting me with deep dish pizza the last time I checked. So why the take-out dilemma?"
"I have a dinner meeting with Congresswoman Hayes so I thought I'd get a female perspective on food."
Caroline winced at the sound of her name. Vanessa Hayes was a very attractive Republican, not to mention a real man-eater from all reports. Her reputation in DC was well-known given she'd slept with half the Congress. Suddenly she felt sick with worry realising that her earlier fears may have been warranted. The only thing worse than a dinner meeting was one that involved take-out behind closed doors.
"Surely if you're going to have dinner the least you can do is go out and buy her something better than take-out." Caroline thought maybe suggesting a public place would stop anything untoward from happening.
"I suppose I could take her to this cosy trattoria I know, it's quiet so our work won't be interrupted." Caroline groaned immediately worried that she had put ideas in his head.
"Well you enjoy that, I should probably go and do some work." Caroline really didn't want to keep emailing if this was the chosen topic of conversation, even if he was just doing it to make her jealous which she hoped.
"So seeing as you don't have anything on would you fancy a yoga class tonight?" First he flaunts another woman in her face then implies she has no life, and what the hell did yoga have to do with it? She was tempted not to respond but her curiosity was too strong.
"Mmmm that was certainly an interesting segue."
"I just thought you might want to go to this particular class in Capitol Hill which, purely coincidentally, my sister will also be attending."
"Let me get this straight you're trying to get me to spy on your sister?" Caroline couldn't believe after all that he had the nerve to ask a favour; although given everything that was happening with Rebekah she understood his concern.
"I think spying is a little extreme. Given I'm out of town I'm a little worried and would like someone to check-up on her for me."
"Why not send in Kol? I mean I could just imagine him dressed in a leotard and stretching with a class full of women. He'd be in his element."
"I would definitely pay to see that but I hardly think that would be subtle. My sister will see right through that ploy."
"You realise I hate yoga right?"
"Well given it takes a whole lot of patience I'm not at all surprised."
"Okay just so you know insulting me isn't going to get me to do what you want."
"Sorry love, did I happen to mention you're the most patient person I know?"
"Now you're just lying."
"You'll be happy to know there's a pizza place right down the street for afterwards if you're hungry."
"Oh I see what you were doing making me crave pizza so I'd agree to this little evil plan of yours."
"You got me."
"Okay but I expect multiple gifts on your return."
"Well I suppose there's something I could give you multiple times that I know you'll like…"
"You have a dirty mind."
"Well you must too if that's where you mind went. I was talking about possible dinner dates (notice my use of the word date not outing)."
"Fine but they better have a good dessert menu."
"Here I was thinking we could have dessert at my place."
"In your dreams Mikaelson; now give me the details of this yoga place before I change my mind."
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"Okay after two weeks I thought maybe I might be able to see you in something a little more casual." She said approaching him outside the DC Fencers headquarters.
"Not going to happen Miss Pierce." He replied opening the door for her.
"I can't believe after all this time you still call me that."
'Well you address me as Mr Mikaelson, I mean what's the difference exactly?" He asked curiously.
"Only because you insist on calling me Miss Pierce, although it's kind of growing on me I have to admit, makes me feel like a naughty school teacher or something." She laughed mischievously. "So I hope you've been studying up."
"It's hard not to when I have you constantly on my back." He joked. "You'll be happy to know I've extended my vocabulary to include a vast array of complimentary adjectives."
"Wow before you know it those compliments will be just rolling off your tongue."
"Yes we'll see about that." He replied wryly. "Now I hope you've been training hard as well."
"Always." She said confidently. When Katherine put her mind to something there was no stopping her and fencing wasn't any different. "I don't know there's something about this sport. I like how it's so calculating and strategic and it doesn't hurt that I'm good at it too."
"Yes it can be quite addictive." He smiled knowing exactly what she meant. "You have a long way to go though so don't get too cocky."
"I thought you said I was a natural?"
"You do have some natural ability but that doesn't mean you can just slack off now." He chided. "Fencing takes a lot of discipline, which is definitely not one of your best attributes."
"I thought you said you'd been working on your compliments?" She replied putting on her protective gear.
"Yes but I'm only speaking to you Miss Pierce which hardly counts." Katherine felt slightly miffed by his attitude towards her. Yes she was only his teacher but that didn't mean she didn't like feeling a little special.
"I suppose not." She mumbled. "Now how about you teach me some of this discipline you speak so much about." She said drawing her weapon and smiling at him slyly.
"Well I'll try but you have this most annoying habit of not listening to anything I say." He smiled producing his sword and moving into position.
"I don't listen." She scoffed placing her sword across his in readiness to duel. "Says the guy who blocks out everything I say not to mention interrupts me at every possible moment."
"I thought you said my listening was improving. Allez!" He said using the magic word to start their duel and advancing towards her. Initially taken aback by his manoeuvre Katherine blocked his move successfully surprising Elijah.
"Yes improving not completely better." She said rolling her eyes and taking her turn on the attack. Katherine loved the excitement of fencing and was going to impress him even if it killed her.
"Do you have anything complimentary to say about me?" He asked raising his eyebrows as he fought back.
"Well let's see, you constantly talk back, think you're right about everything…."
"That's because I am always right."
"There goes that interrupting thing you love to do again." She drawled. "I take back everything I said about your listening skills."
"I seem to recall asking if you had anything complimentary to share Miss Pierce?"
"Oh well you fill out a suit nicely." She smiled raking her eyes over his body thinking that was definitely a compliment. The man could dress although given his toned physique underneath she was hardly surprised.
"Wow I can't believe out of everything that's what you're giving me."
"Hey I thought it was flattering." She said not noticing him move in for the kill and jab her in the stomach. "Ouch!"
"That didn't hurt princess."
"I know but I think it adds to the effect." She laughed. "Okay fine you win this round, touche! Come on let's go again, and don't call me Princess."
"It's certainly very fitting though." He chuckled. "I must say I'm liking your eagerness."
"What can I say I hate to lose, almost as much as you do Mr Mikaelson."
"Oh so now I'm a poor loser too?" He asked in disbelief. "I'm starting to think these little lessons are just an excuse for you to tease me mercilessly."
"I can't help it you bring it out in me." She shot back. "Now I thought you brought me here to fence, we can focus on relationship 101 after I whip your arse."
"You realise that's never going to happen." He grinned raising his sword for their next duel.
"Well a girl can try can't she?" She laughed readying herself for the fight. "I mean I do have a pretty good teacher I suppose."
"Was that an actual compliment Miss Pierce?" He asked jokingly.
"No you must be hearing things." She laughed blushing slightly. "I only compliment people I actually like."
"That's cold." He muttered. "You were the one who said we were becoming friends the other night; I don't think that was very friendly of you at all."
"Fine, I'll play nice but don't think I'll let you win another duel." She chuckled lunging forward and surprising him by placing her sword on his stomach.
"That's cheating." He cried in disbelief.
"No that is what they call being creative."
"Oh is that what they're calling it these days?" He said shaking his head.
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"Now move into downward dog." The instructor droned as the class followed her instruction. Caroline copied them albeit reluctantly, she really hated yoga. If the position names weren't bad enough their instructor's voice was. She looked over to the corner of the room watching Rebekah Mikaleson stretch like a professional. She really wasn't surprised she was great at yoga considering she seemed to be fairly accomplished at everything she did.
When Klaus had emailed, Caroline had gone into full-on investigative reporter mode and tracked down all the information she could find, including a photo to identify her. She was beautiful that much was obvious, although Caroline wasn't surprised given their genes, but she was also the recipient of an honours degree in art history and the current curator at the National Gallery in Washington.
Caroline couldn't imagine what a smart, attractive and successful woman was doing with an abusive bully for a husband. Surely she could have any man she wanted. In her shorts and singlet top Caroline hadn't noticed any visible bruising so that had to be a good sign. Rebekah looked up briefly making eye contact with her before Caroline quickly shifted her gaze, annoyed she'd been caught out. For a journalist she wasn't very good at spying.
After their lotus manoeuvre the class eventually broke up, it couldn't have come sooner for Caroline. That wasn't her first yoga class but she decided it would definitely be her last. She rolled up her mat her thoughts already consumed by pizza.
"Let me guess you're new to yoga?" Rebekah asked curiously peering at her.
"How did you know?" She joked.
"Oh just a wild guess." She chuckled. "By the way if you're wondering that is her real voice. I've learned to block it out over time."
"Well that must take a lot of skill."
"I'm Rebekah by the way." She said smiling at Caroline. She froze not expecting her to approach let alone speak to her and there was no way she could say her real name, just in case. Before she could blurt out the first name to come into her head the blonde spoke. "I take it you're Caroline Forbes?"
Caroline was taken aback not quite sure how to answer that or even how Rebekah knew who she was given they'd never met before.
"That would be me." She laughed awkwardly.
"Sorry to blow your cover like that." She said. "Niklaus likes to think he's sneaky but in reality he's no match for me intellectually."
"Obviously." She murmured thinking how sharp this girl was. "Well given what I do for a living I probably could have played it better."
"Yeah well once I found out about you I did the full investigation including finding a photo, I'm kind of thorough like that." Caroline smiled thinking how similar they were. "I'm actually surprised Niklaus didn't think of that."
"Yes well he is a man." She joked. "I was going to get some pizza if you're interested at all?" Rebekah looked at her reluctantly almost like she was scared of what Caroline was suggesting.
"Seriously it's just a pizza." She implored. "Oh and maybe you could tell me some funny baby stories about your brother."
"Now that sounds like fun." She said her eyes lighting up excitedly. "Nik used to play dress-ups with me but only if he could wear mother's pink dress and heels, I may even have an incriminating photo somewhere."
"Oh I'm going to enjoy this." She smiled deviously as they made their way out of the studio.
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"So.." Bonnie said looking around the room suddenly finding the walls very interesting.
"So…." Kol countered doing the same thing. Given their initial attraction it was strange they were finding it difficult to converse.
Bonnie thought maybe it was the fact that they hadn't seen each other for a week and it wasn't like they could talk about work given his was highly classified and she was reluctant to talk about hers for entirely different reasons.
"I hear the ravioli is amazing at this place." She said weakly.
"Probably because it's vegetarian." He replied rolling his eyes. "I'm thinking of having the rib eye."
"Of course you are." She said hardly surprised. "Do I need to give you that spiel about red meat and digestion again?"
"No I think the first time was graphic enough." He laughed. "So how was work today, did you fix someone's life?"
"I'd hardly say that but I do aim to make things a little better." She smiled. "I'm sure you're familiar with the mantra about real change only coming from within."
"Oh please." He groaned. "Change can come from anywhere; those sorts of mantras are just a blatant way to sell self-help books."
"Oh really?" She baulked not liking his attitude one bit.
"Yes really it's all about making money at the end of the day and those people that sprout that nonsense are just greedy."
"You seem to think you're a bit of an expert in this sort of thing." She cried. "Let me guess it's the greedy capitalist Republican in you."
"Yes that's exactly what it is." He muttered sarcastically. "Anyway I have no idea why you're getting so worked up."
"Typical aries." She mumbled.
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me." She scoffed. "You are dismissive and closed to new ideas."
"So let me get this straight, you're typecasting me based on my zodiac sign?"
"You bet your arse I am." She growled. "I mean I've never met someone so much like an aries, it's actually quite scary."
"I can't believe a smart girl like you would buy into all that crap." He cried. "You do realise there's no factual evidence to prove any of that is real."
"So you think what people have been saying all this time is some sort of conspiracy theory?"
"Yes, I work in a science related field and trust me astrology is just another method to extort money from gullible people."
"How dare you." She seethed jumping up from her chair.
"You seem to be taking this awfully personally love." He said standing up to join her. "Let me guess the reason you're so sensitive is because you're a libra or something?"
"I'm a virgo." She shot back unable to stop herself.
"Of course, sorry I'm not up with my astrology." He baulked. "I think you really need to connect with the supposed astrology expert at the Post. I'm sure you two would have a lot to talk about." Bonnie inhaled sharply astounded that Kol was now insulting not only her but also what she did for a living.
"She is an expert."
"I should have known you'd take her side." He muttered. "I've been writing to her for a year trust me I know exactly what she's like." Bonnie looked at him too shocked to speak at first. Kol Mikaleson was her mystery pen pal?
"You're the one who's been writing to me?" She blurted out.
"Please do not tell me you're her." He asked closing his eyes as the realisation swept over him.
"Yes that would be me." She muttered. "I guess it's good to see you in person finally so I can say exactly what I think of you."
"Oh I'm so scared." He said childishly rolling his eyes for extra affect. Bonnie froze realising that she had no idea what to say to him. She had been playing out this scenario in her head for the past year but now he was in front of her she couldn't form the words. "Come on sweetheart I'm waiting, lay it on me."
Maybe it was the fact that he turned out to be Kol, someone she was starting to really like or maybe it was because she hadn't seen any of it coming and given her supposed talents that scared Bonnie more than anything.
"You know what you're not even worth it." She mumbled stalking away from the table and leaving a very confused Kol in her wake.
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Caroline was slowly getting used to the boredom which wasn't a good thing. At least her impromptu outing to yoga the other night had helped make her feel slightly better. She was surprised by how much she liked Rebekah. Caroline had heard of her reputation as the wicked witch but found her blunt honesty quite refreshing. At least with Rebekah she knew right where she stood. They had talked animatedly for an hour about everything, including Klaus, which had entertained Caroline to no end. She couldn't wait to use some of that ammunition against him when he returned.
Everything had been going well until she consulted her watch and ran out making excuses about having to get home straight away. She shuddered wondering what or who was going to meet her there. Caroline knew that if she tried to intervene now she'd lose the trust they'd just started to establish. She thought if they did became friends she might confide in her given she hadn't in anyone else yet.
After she'd procured some much needed caffeine to keep her conscious Caroline walked back to her desk hoping that some interesting work had materialised in the past fifteen minutes. She noticed a brown paper wrapped package sitting on her desk addressed to her care of the Post. She sat down eyeing the package suspiciously wishing she had Bonnie around to tell her what vibes were coming from this one. She picked it up slowly and carefully removed the paper noticing the familiar Washington Post header.
She covered her mouth not quite believing what it was. It was a framed copy of her first front page article from a few weeks earlier. She looked around the office trying to work out who had done this but on closer inspection she found a plain card caught up in the paper. She opened it recognising the hand writing that was becoming so familiar to her now.
"To commemorate your first front page article, K. P.S. This in no way means I condone the content of said article."
Caroline felt short of breath, shocked by his thoughtful gesture. At the same time she knew it was highly inappropriate and against the journalism code of ethics to be accepting any gifts, even if it was extremely sweet. She discreetly rewrapped the present and set it back down on the corner of her desk. After twenty minutes she still couldn't get it out of her mind. No one would know she had it but that didn't change the fact she'd kept it willingly. Sometimes Caroline wished she didn't have a conscience because life would be much easier that way.
Caroline grabbed the package and headed for the Capitol. The Senate hadn't resumed yet so she figured he wouldn't be there and could just leave the present in his office. This way he couldn't make her take it back. Caroline would have preferred something less public but realised even if she wanted to leave it at his house she had no idea where he lived. The Capitol was much easier to navigate when you were media so she managed to slip in and find his office.
Caroline had included a hastily scribbled note and figured she'd give it to his secretary to pass on. When she got to his office there was no one at the front desk. She looked around thinking how eerily quiet it all seemed. She checked the time realising it was almost the end of the day so they'd probably taken advantage of an absent boss and had an early minute. She waited for a little longer making the required noise to attract attention but still nothing.
She looked down the hallway at the far office assuming that was probably his given its size. She thought it wouldn't hurt to leave it on his desk, at least that way she knew he'd get it. His office was spacious with a large window looking out onto the courtyard. It was framed by large shelves housing numerous books, with that photographic memory he'd probably read and memorised them all in about five minutes.
Caroline moved some files aside on his large wooden desk and placed his present on top. She inhaled deeply not quite believing she was about to do this. She looked up suddeny hearing muffled voices coming from the hallway, she didn't want to get caught considering how bad it would look. Caroline searched the room frantically noticing a bathroom coming off his office. She scurried inside without a thought.
She leaned up against the door trying to calm her racing heartbeat. Her ears pricked up at the familiar British accent. What was he doing back? The next voice she heard made her skin crawl."Well thanks for the escort back to my office Hayley but I think I can take it from here." What the hell was he doing with her?
"Oh it's the least I could do after you agreed to an interview at such short notice, I know you only just got in from Chicago a few hours ago." She purred.
"Well given my job I try not to anger the press too often."
"You know my offer still stands for that drink Senator." Caroline had to stop herself from racing out of the bathroom and scratching her brown doe eyes out. First the congresswoman and now the slutty journalist. Caroline couldn't believe how worked up she was getting.
"Well that's lovely of you Hayley but I can't."
"Why you don't seem to have anything on right now." She pushed. "Even your office seems deathly quiet, if you'd prefer we could just stay here and occupy ourselves somehow." Caroline held her breath scared about what his response would be. She had to admit the girl was stunning and unfortunately he wasn't blind. Maybe the temptation would be too much. She had been fighting her feelings for so long and to have it just taken away was beyond her comprehension.
"No Hayley it's not going to happen." Caroline breathed in sharply waiting for him to continue. "I'm sorry you seem like a nice girl but truthfully there's someone else."
"I didn't know you were dating someone?" She replied incredulously.
"Well not yet but I'm hoping she'll realise just how much I like her and want this to work." Even from the confines of the bathroom Caroline could sense the sincerity in his voice. She finally exhaled feeling tears of relief springing to her eyes. Caroline had been such an idiot, she'd been too busy pretending that it was her conscience getting in the way when it was actually her fear of getting hurt again after Tyler.
"Well I guess I'll be going then." She replied shortly. Caroline listened until she heard the door shut wondering what the hell she was going to do next. Klaus probably wouldn't be too happy to find out she'd eavesdropped on his conversation. She could hear him moving around the room the pent up desire pulsing through her veins. She couldn't stop herself right now if she tried. Opening the bathroom door Caroline burst out noticing the look of absolute shock on his face.
Caroline launched herself at him throwing her arms around his neck and inhaling the heavenly aroma of his aftershave. A smell she'd been missing for a few weeks now. She smiled feeling his arms draw her in and nuzzled into his neck realising this was exactly where she wanted to be. She pulled back noticing the shock still plastered on his face.
Caroline leaned in slowly and brushed her lips against his crimson ones savouring the long-awaited moment. She playfully nipped at the corners of his mouth teasing him into action. He tightened his grip around her waist and lifted her up deepening their kiss. Caroline smiled against his lips relishing in the heady rush his kisses caused. She heard him moan as their caresses became more intense, their tongues battling for dominance.
Even in the midst of their passion a thought suddenly came to Caroline and she broke away reluctantly. He looked at her confused by the interruption, his breath ragged.
"You were talking about me right?" She asked suddenly feeling self conscious. Klaus grinned pulling her back in for another searing kiss not bothering to reply given the answer was so obvious.