Damn Good Friends
Chapter 11- Hot & Cold
R-M

A/N I absolutely apologize for the delay in this story. Some may think I abandoned this story, but I didn't. I wrote an amazing chapter months ago, and lost it. When that happened I totally lost my muse for the story because I really wrote a chapter I was proud of, and the disappointment from losing it, affected my trying to rewrite it from memory. Needless to say, I couldn't repeat history, because this chapter is different than the one I lost. But, still I hope you enjoy it. Thanks for all of your follows, and reviews ! :) I appreciate you guy support.


... 18 weeks post Vegas ...

"Matt, thanks for stepping up for us. We need this vacation."

"Bon, thanks for promoting me. I honestly never imagined turning this into a perm at gig, but, yours have been good to me, especially when I really needed help." Bonnie and Caroline had a meeting recently about promoting Matt to manager. His promotion was much needed with all of the work they would have him doing, and the responsibility he was taking in while they headed to Mexico for vacation.

"Okay, just know, I trust you, Caroline trusts you. No one else can open or close this store but you. Do you know why?" She asked.

"Because you trust me?"

"And because close your eyes, and open your hand." She said and he obliged.

She dropped a key into his hand. "Can I open my eyes?"

"Yup." Matt looked down to see a brand-new key. "You no longer need mine or Care's key. We made you, your very own." She said smiling nearly on the verge of tears. He hugged her and smiled.

"I promise I won't let you guys down."

"I know you won't. Now, for some last-minute packing. I truly didn't believe I'd be taking a vacation this year. Okay, I gotta go. I need to stop and check on Caroline. I will call tomorrow Matt."

"Okay, bye Bon. Drive safe." He told her before she headed out.

oOooOo

"So, I am completely bummed I couldn't shop for a bikini."

"Why Caroline? Plenty of women wear bikinis pregnant." Stefan said looking at her while she packed her bag.

"Not this pregnant woman. Anyways. The best thing I can do, is just relax and soak up the right amount of sunlight. Then make sure to stuff my face with the best tacos on the planet all week." She looked at his eye. "So, your eye is getting better." She rubbed it gently, feeling for the below the surface swelling.

"Yeah. It was a cheap shot hitting me when I was unprepared but, I'm still in shock behind the idea that he's an amateur boxer and wants to sue me for defending myself. What a punk."

"Stefan, Tyler is suing you for breaking one of his fight hands. His livelihood."

"He deserved it for pushing you."

"He didn't know I was pregnant. Not that it's an excuse, because it isn't. I just..."

"He knows your pregnant now. Matt told him. He hasn't called or tried to find out if it's his. He's an asshole. Screw him Caroline. You're better off."

"I know, you're right Stefan." She said hearing a knock at the door. "I'll get it," she said. "Hey Bon. What is all of this?" She asked as Bonnie came in with bags.

"Gosh, I just, after talking to Stefan, I ordered some things. For the baby's room." She said looking worried.

"Are you and Stefan still talking about little miss being a little mister?"

"Not really, more like what to get little mister. So, I just bought a bunch of baseball covered blankets and diapers. Oh, and I got this porcelain baseball and glove piggy bank. It's adorbs. But that will come via delivery."

"Bon, I'm going to need you to realize, I'm having a girl. Her favorite color will be purple, and she would love a porcelain, piggy bank in the shape of ballet shoes."

Bonnie, grinned. "Yeah, mm hmm."

"I'm serious, my heart burn is out of control. This is going to be a girl." Caroline insisted.

"Bonnie I'm taking wagers. She's having a boy, and we find out in two weeks."

"Fine, I'll take whatever Caroline wagers, and double it."

"Seriously. Bonnie Jade! What happened to chicks before dicks?"

"That was before you started carrying my little nephew. Now, here, I brought you some zucchini muffins and tea for your nausea. Oh, and don't let me forget, I also got his really cool white noise machine. It's small, and it will play all of these natural sounds, while you're asleep. But this will relax the baby and you. Get you into a deeper R.E.M. sleep faster. Oh and, uh- I got you this pillow thingy. But I left it at home. It's long and your body is supposed to hug it throughout the night. Apparently, the further along you get, the more uncomfortable sleep is. So-"

Caroline pulls Bonnie to the side. "Bon what's going on? I've been out of the hospital for weeks. I was only there a couple days. You don't have to keep babying me. I'm okay. Why does it seem as though there is different reason you're here?"

"Me, no. I'm here. For you."

"You've been here for me every day. I'm fine. The baby is fine. Let's just get down to business. Is this because midnight tonight marks ninety days with Damon?"

"Is it obvious?"

"Maybe not to Stefan, but me... I'm sure you're nervous. We leave to Mexico tomorrow. I'm sure Damon will wait until tomorrow."

"Caroline, over the past few days, he's been at my place. He's moved everything out of his house in the OC, and into storage. Things, are moving at a rapidly faster pace, than I ever thought they would. I see him every day, he's everything, I could ask for in a partner, but I can't give him what he wants right now."

"Bon, maybe you can't have kids right now. But I'm sure he's willing to wait, until you're ready."

"I don't know. He's complaining that he's thirty-seven and he's not getting younger."

"Pft, he's a man. It's always so easy for them. Just today, Stefan asked me why I can't wear a bikini in Mexico?"

"Did he really? No way?"

"I can hear you guys?" Stefan said.

"Well, okay, on the one hand, I get it. Care your only five months pregnant. On the other hand, plenty of pregnant women love to show their baby bumps."

"Plenty of pregnant women, who aren't so transparent, you can see their veins."

Bonnie laughed. "Okay. I love my pale friend, but, sorry. Stefan wins the argument for me. Your beautiful and glowing. He just wants to show you off."

"Yeah, well go home and mercy fuck your husband. Quit being afraid of getting broken off."

"I hate you. You know that, right?" Bonnie said smiling. "Okay. I'm gone." She said and Caroline walked her out.

ooOoo

Bonnie drove home, nervous. She and Damon were now living together, and they were in each other's presence every night. He realized she visited Caroline every day, so he went to the gym during that time, hoping it would help to keep his mind off sex. But today was day eighty-eight. And tomorrow they were taking Caroline and Stefan to the airport, and in two days they'd be in Cancun, celebrating Klaus' birthday.

Bonnie pulled up to her condo, and got ready to unlock her door. She missed his face and smell. Even if she complained about changes she's undergone since he's moved in. She opened the door, prepared to see his sweaty body. The body that came home from the gym and purposely never showered until she got home, so she could see him in his sweaty glory. But this time she opened the door to see a body laid out on her couch. He had on slacks, and button up. His loafers, and his tie wasn't even undone.

Damon looked exhausted. He was still commuting back and forth from Orange County for his Board of Directors position. He agreed to, until he started his new position in LA. Bonnie felt awful for him. He was caught in traffic every day. At least two hours each way. She didn't have a glamorous job. She was a caterer with her best friend. She spent her entire day in the kitchen. Now, with Caroline having to take it easy, she was doing all the cooking and baking while she allowed an apprentice come in. Her new Sous chef, was going to take over while she and Caroline were away. Matt was the Manager and capable of handling everything else. And hopefully, Vicky would be coming in and helping with the catering gig. There would only be one while they were away, but shop ran every day and was busy for breakfast and lunch.

She sat her bags down, and walked in with her semi-dressy attire. More like Martha Stuart attire. She glanced at his beautiful face and felt relief. Coming home to him was more than she could've imagined. Even if, he was a lot to get used to. She walked into the kitchen fully prepared to cook dinner for him, when she saw a note on the stove. "Don't you dare. Dinner reservations at eight."

She smiled. She was kind of exhausted after working all day, but they'd been staying in all month. She felt like, keeping the romance alive was a part of marriage. Besides, he was great arm candy. She walked over to the couch and knelt beside him. Kissing his cheek, gently waking him. He opened his eyes, and smiled.

"Hey handsome."

"Hello, my gorgeous wife." He put his hand behind her neck and pulled her gently into a kiss.

"I guess we'd better get ready for our reservations?"

"Oh, yeah." He looked at his watch. "We have about, an hour." She helped him up and they both got ready to head out."

oOoOo

Caroline was finishing up her bath when she heard Stefan knock at the door. "Just a minute."

"Caroline. Can I come in?"

"I'm almost finished." He gently turned the knob and opened the door. He peaked in and she yelled. "Oh, my gosh. Stefan! What the hell?" He walked in and smiled. "Seriously Stefan, get out."

"Why?"

"Because, I'm naked."

"Your bathing, number one. And number two, nothing I haven't seen." He laughed. Caroline began breathing heavy and holding her breast with her hands, shielding her body from him.

"And why are you shirtless?"

"Because, I'm hot."

"I'm serious Stefan, what do you want?"

"Well, I notice you were throwing a brand-new pack of razors today. I was wondering why? Then it dawned on me... you must be struggling with shaving." He walked to the counter top and grabbed the razors he pulled from the trash earlier. Still in the pack. Then he looked under the cabinet and grabbed a can of shaving cream. He walked to the tub with a fresh razor and shaving cream.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to shave your legs."

"No way. I don't trust anyone with a blade comping near my flawless skin." She snapped.

"Well, Caroline... I know you're a miss bossy pants. Especially, since you're not at work as often, so you can't be bossy pants to your employees, so your bossy pants towards me."

"Excuse me-"

"Ah, ah, ah. Let me finish. You are so used to, having this disconnect. I'm not Tyler. You probably had more of a shallow relationship. One mostly on the surface. Ya know... men and women share things. Intimacies. Vulnerabilities. You're pregnant, Caroline." He knelt on his knees beside the tub, and reached into the warm water, for her leg. She snapped her leg away from him, and shit him a curious look. He just smiled, and reached further into the water for her leg, grabbed it, and pulled it over the edge of the tub. "And whether you like it or not, I'm going to shave your legs."

"Stefan-"

"Don't argue with me." He stretched her leg out and lathered cream and rubbed it into her leg. He took his time and rubbed it in, and while he prepared himself to shave her, he told her, "If I'm being too rough or too gentle, just tell me." Caroline nodded her head and bit her lip.

For about fifteen minutes, he took his time on both of her legs. She just sat there, covering her breasts. He smiled to himself at the thought. "What?"

"Nothing, it's just... you're this confident woman in Vegas. Ya know? You do these forward, crazy, and demanding things. I mean, the week you and I met, we did so many sexually, experimental things, that most couples don't see in a lifetime. Now, you're sitting here, covering your breasts from me."

"Stefan, it's different. I'm pregnant. I'm fat. And I'm not feeling like I was feeling in Vegas."

"Caroline, your beautiful, and voluptuous. And you look prettier now than you did in Vegas. Spider veins and all."

"Jack ass." She splashed him with water, making him laugh. He was still holding her leg, and when he started to laugh, his hand slid further down her leg, tickling her, trying to make her laugh. "Stop. Stop. Stop. You're going to make me pee." He kept laughing until he let his hands reach further into the water and between her legs. She stopped when she realized he was crawling further and further into her center. She pulled her leg back in the tub and snapped her legs shut. "Stefan-"

He put his fingers to her lip and shushed her. "Caroline?"

"Yes?"

"Shut the fuck up."

"Okay." She said softly as he fingers crawled their way between her thighs.

"Open your legs." She didn't say a thing. She just opened her legs. She and Stefan hadn't had sex in a few weeks. Since right before she found out she was pregnant. His finger moved slowly, until two of them pushed inside of her making her suck in the air as he did it. She looked at him, while he looked at her, and her eyes closed when she started feeling him play with her g-spot. "You're wet as fuck, Caroline."

"I fucking know. God, this pregnancy..." she stopped when he pulled his fingers out and sucked them, then put them back in. "Oh, my God, you're so nasty."

"Fuck yeah I am." She bit her lip, because for every wrong reason in the world he was turns her on. He leaned in closer to her and put his elbow into it. He used one arm to lift her leg back onto the tub, and open her up. Then with his index finger, and middle finger he reached inside of her pulling out her juices, while his thumb massaged her clit. Caroline started breaking heavier and heavier, and when her eyes closed and her head went back she slit into the tub, further.

"Oh, my god, I'm gonna cum. Harder, harder!" She yelled, while Stefan was getting turned on by her breathing, and she finally let her breasts go, and he watched the wetness of her plump breast and the small protrusion of her belly as it stuck out of the water. "Faster, faster. Oh, my God! Yes. Yes!" Her knees popped up and she fell all the way under the water she came. Her entire head disappeared and Stefan watched her hands as they ripped his wrist. It wasn't until her grip loosened that her realized she finished. He pulled her up from under the water and she let out a huge breath. He leaned forward and kissed her. She wrapped her fingers around his neck and held him into a kiss of gratitude, and need. When they pulled out of it, they both laughed.

"I hate you, you know that?"

"Yeah. Hate me all the way to Mexico. We need to get in bed, we have an early flight."

She smiled. "Thank you."

"There's so much more where that came from." He helped her out of the tub, so they could get ready for bed.

oOoOo

They walk into the condo around eleven at night. Bonnie and Damon had a few drinks, and were holding hands. Her slinky dress hung low on her chest and she decided on lavender tonight. A silk dress. With white satin ankle strapped heels. Damon's arm wrapped around her waist, and he followed her inside. Her hair was pinned up and he took out the pins letting her hair down.

"I love your hair off your shoulders as much as I love your hair on your shoulders. Or draped down your neck and back." He started kissing her shoulders and back. His hands held her, and she closed her eyes, letting her chin drop to her chest. Feeling his lips as they stroked her skin.

"Damon, we have to wake up early to take Stefan and Caroline to the airport."

"I know." His hands crawled over her skin and she got chills. The way Damon kissed her, was a way that awakened her entire insides. She knew they had two days until the ninety days was over. Two days until she could feel him again. Two days, until they could realize, they were more than sex. They were everything else, in between. His fingers crawled upwards from her neck into her scalp, and he allowed his fingers to snake through her hair, massage her head. Making her submissive.

"Damon, have we packed everything? I mean, we don't want to be missing anything." He proceeded to ignore her and kiss her continuously. Her shoulders, neck, and back. He took his jacket off, and threw it. "I think we were supposed to buy more toothpaste." He snaked his arm around her waist again, and pulled her all the way into him causing a jolt in her breath. "Umph." He was assertive and she put her hands onto his forearm to unwrap it from her waist. Pulling at it, until she felt his tongue on the back of her neck. "Damon Salvatore... uhhhuhhhmm."

He refused to speak much. He let his lips do the talking. His arm still held her, while the other began unbuttoning his shirt. Button by button, she heard every snap, until the hair of his chest was poking her back. They stumbled forward, into a wall, and Bonnie's face smacked the wall while his hand slammed against it after he opened his shirt. "Uhmm." He grunted between his teeth, removing her dress straps with his teeth.

Every moment Bonnie meant to stop him, she couldn't speak. This man had a way of forcing her sexual side to the surface. Before she knew it, the top of her dress was falling down. Her hard nipples hit the cold wall and she screeched. "Got damnit, Damon." He turned her body around and slammed her back against the wall.

"Look at me." He demanded. She looked into his eyes and bit her lip. "I'm gonna fuck you, B!"

"Two more days D. Don't break the rule. Ahhh." She moaned when his lips were on her nipples.

"Correction. It's been eighty-eight days since we made out deal. But baby, don't think me a fool when I remember there were five weeks before that we hadn't had sex. We got married one hundred and thirty-three days ago. In two days, it'll be one hundred and thirty-five. Yes, I've counted every single day. So, excuse me, when a measly two days, means shit." He said while he was unbuckling his pants, and removing his shoes. "My dick is going to fall off."

"Kiss me." She breathed heavily into his mouth, her fingers tips traipsing his face, trembling to the tip, anting him.

"Don't make me wait, until vacation to fuck me wife. Or we'll never leave the room. I promise you, I'll hold you hostage in our hotel room."

"It's just... I'm ovulating Damon, do you have a condom?"

He pulled up briefly. "No."

They shared a look of concern. "I can't get pregnant."

"Fuck, B."

"I'm sorry. Come on, we just spoke about this."

"I get it. Okay. I get it." He pulled his pants back up, and walked towards the bedroom.

"D?"

"I need to take a shower okay. Or I'm going to explode." He grabbed all of his thrown clothes and walked them to the dirty clothes hamper. Then he walked his beautiful naked body to the shower. Bonnie stood there with her dress halfway down and her libido flipped, and her emotions torn. She watched him walk to the shower and she poured a glass of milk, and warmed it up. Then drank it, so she could fall asleep. She needed a cold shower, but there was no way she was taking it with him, knowing he needed to release. So, she gave him privacy, and made sure to be asleep before he got out of the shower.


.. Day 89 ..

"Call us when you land."

"Bon, you're coming up tomorrow, aren't you?" Caroline asked.

"Yes, but you know... just, be safe and ya know... the baby. I just..." Bonnie was emotional. After the heated moment with Damon, she was feeling emotional and vulnerable. She was confused and didn't have time to even talk to Caroline about it. So, she'd have to hold it in until she got to Cancun. Caroline looked at Bonnie and Damon, who were always hopelessly romantic with one another, and were now having a standoff of silence.

"So, uh- we should go. We need to check in." Stefan said.

"Yeah, sure bro. I'll see you tomorrow." Damon said, hugging his brother and then Caroline. Then he rubbed her belly and smiled. "Be careful. Take care of my little niece." Damon said.

"See, I knew there was a reason I liked you. You think it's a girl too?"

"It's definitely a girl." Caroline smiled at Bonnie, who became quickly uncomfortable and looked the other way. She realized something was up with the two of them.

"Okay, well, Bon. Hug me. See you tomorrow sweetie."

"Okay, babe. Bye." They hugged and parted ways. Bonnie and Damon just dropped the, off at the terminal, so they had to jump back in the car and go. LAX was filled with traffic and and sitting too long got you tickets. They jumped into the car car and drove off. They sat in the car in traffic on the on ramp for damn near twenty minutes. Damon turned the music down.

"Hey B?"

"Yeah?" He grabbed her hand.

"I just wanted to apologize for last night. The way I reacted. Or I should say overreacted." She looked at him for a few seconds, then back out the window at the sunrise. She didn't remove her sunglasses, because she was very emotional. "I know we agreed not to talk about this right now. We said we'd give it a year. In the heat of the moment, I was just reacting to the hormones. You didn't deserve it."

"Thank you. Also, just understand my position. Caroline is pregnant. High risk. She and I can't both be out of work. Let alone, how much time she'll need after the baby. I have a business to run. And even though I hired a new chef, I'm literally running the business alone. I can't afford to be financially behind. I'm anyway." Damon lifted his hand and pushed her hair behind her ear, the. Let the backs of his fingers rub her temple.

"I'm okay with whatever you want, Bonnie. I want kids more an anything, but I want you. And I don't want kids with anyone else. So, I'm okay with waiting."

"You sure, Damon?"

"I am. You and I are still new to each other. I just want get to know you. More, and enjoy being a newlywed, okay?"

"Me too. Damon."

"Good. Now, let's go have breakfast, before we head back home. We, leave in less than twenty-four hours, and if I'm not mistake, we need a new toothpaste, right?" Bonnie laughed, remembering the heated moment they were caught up in.

"Yes. Something like that."

.. Day 90 ..

Caroline and Stefan had been waiting in the front of the hotel for an hour. Caroline was blowing Bonnie's phone up. She wanted to tell Bonnie something's before Bonnie got there. Best friend's intuition as well as, maybe a little juicy gossip. "Oh, my gosh, they should've been here by now."

"Caroline, quit jumping up and down."

"I'm like, legit anxious, and Bonnie isn't answering her phone."

"Just relax. They'll be here." Stefan looked at his watch and put his hands back in his pocket. He was so happy being on vacation. Not like the Vegas vacation, where he went in a limb to hook up with women, and not have anything tying him down. But with his girlfriend. Who was pregnant. They were a couple. He was going on a trip, in an exclusive relationship. Which made him feel sore established in his life.

Stefan was successful, and in his thirties. He had no children, and had never had a serious relationship. Everything he did was alone. Everything he did was for himself. He was able to be selfish for a long time. It was okay to be selfish. But, Caroline gave him purpose. And watching her there, waiting impatiently for her best friend, opened his eyes to the possibility of stability, and happiness. He saw her get giddy when she saw the shuttle pull up.

He grabbed her as she jumped and held her body against his. "Hey. Relax. They're here now. Don't excite the baby. You remember what the doctor said." He wrapped his arms around her and whispered in her ear. She smirked and turned to the side kissing his temple.

As soon as Damon got out, he reached to help Bonnie out and before Caroline could think straight she jogged to Bonnie. "Guess who's here without Katherine?"

"Who?"

"Elijah."

"They broke up."

"Bon, she found out about Elena."

"What, who told you...?" Bonnie asked curiously.

"You know the bad news bears talk. Rebekah is here. She miscarried Liam's baby. Hayley is here with Elijah."

"Shut up. Stop." Bonnie was intrigued and ready for all of the juicy gossip. "How did you find out?"

"Why Rebekah of course. She walked up to congratulate me on the baby. She glared when she said it yak ow, because she's secretly in love with my man. But anyways, she spilled that tea, and girl the tea about Haylijah... the new couple."

"Haylijah?"

"Yes. You know I'm People magazine, over here. Anyways, no word on Elena, or Liam. And I heard Klaus was around for almost three days. I didn't ask about him, you know that's a sore subject. Also, I guess Kol is arriving today." She said the last part quietly.

Bonnie rolled her eyes. "Caroline, we should get inside."

"Bonnie, I'm like drowning in gossip, and all you have to say is, we need to go inside."

"It's not that, it's just, we need to talk privately, you and I."

"You mean about the reason you were all weird yesterday?"

"Yes. See, I knew you understood, Caroline Marie. I was like, I hope she's catching all these signals I'm throwing around. And that's why you're my best fiend. The only problem is, no more martini conversations, because your pregs. And I am in dire need of a drink."

"I'll figure out a substitute in the meantime, let's get you guys checked in." The two women followed the men inside, and Damon was all over Bonnie. Today was day ninety. Ninety days ago, they set a rule. It's officially been one hundred and thirty-five days since they got married and had sex. The two of them were raging in hormones and from the moment they walked into the hotel it showed.

"Come here, Mrs. Salvatore."

"I'm Right in front of you. How much closer can I get."

"You want to know how much closer?" He whispered into her ear how much closer he could get her, and she blushed.

"Damon, stop. Five minutes. Five more minutes."

"Hey guys, meet us in the cafe in two hours okay?" Stefan said. Give you two a chance to get settled in, and put your things away."

"Okay." Damon said, pushing the button to the elevator. Just in that moment Elena walked in to the lobby to check in. She saw Bonnie and Damon, Caroline, and Stefan. All differently, then the last she'd seen of them. Caroline was pregnant, and holding Stefan's hand, as they were saying by to Damon and Bonnie who were all over each other. She walked a little closer to make sure her eyes weren't deceiving her.

"Wow."

Elena saw, Damon and Bonnie get on the elevator together and they couldn't pull their lips off each other. She can't say she was shocked, after how they'd acted at the luncheon, and after what Caroline said. But, she didn't think Damon, or Bonnie had it in them to start dating behind her back. She finished checking in and dressed in her trench coat, and hat, like she was incognito, she sauntered over to Stefan and Caroline, who both waited for a drink at the bar. Caroline's a virgin, of course, and Stefan for a beer.

"Well, well, well, look what the city drug in." She said.

"Elena. Hey." Caroline said dryly.

"Relax, Care, I come in peace. I'm actually, happy to see you."

"Oh Elena, remember we left the fake back in Vegas. The only thing allowed to be fake here, is your tits."

Elena smirked. "You're one to talk. Where did those suddenly come from?"

"Seriously Elena?"

"No, I'm not being funny. Your tits are bigger, what the fuck happened?"

"You can't tell Elena?"

"Tell what?"

"I'm pregnant."

"Oh, my gosh, Caroline. Wow, that's great, I'm so happy for you. I mean, all those times you called me and you, got the bad news from the doctor about your fertility, this... this is a miracle. Oh, wait, is this you, big boy?" Elena bluntly pointed to Stefan. He nodded his head. "Well. Congrats. Both of you. Now we both have bigger boobs." Elena said.

"Accept I didn't buy mine Elena."

"Well, we have that in common, because neither did I." She grinned from ear to ear. "Wow, this is going to be an interesting trip isn't it. I'll see you guys at the dinner tomorrow, okay?"

"Ohhh kaaay." Caroline became quickly confused. And hugged Elena good bye. "Wow, what the hell was that all about?" She looked at Stefan.

"I don't know, and I don't want to know." He said.

...

The Salvatore's made it to their room in a hurry. The way they were feeling, not even air could come between them. They argued over who would open the door, because the truth was, no one wanted to stop kissing, groping, and tugging. Eventually, Damon opened the door and was pushed inside by his anxious wife. She shoved him almost, garnering a harsh glare from her.

"What?"

"What do you mean 'what'? You fucking pushed me."

"I did, what are you going to do about it?"

"Seriously. I'll fucking, hurt you. I already told you I'm going to break you in half." Bonnie slapped him. "Holy fuck."

"Come on, big boy, get angry." She slapped him again.

He held his face, and bit the inside of his lip, almost wanting to laugh, but really feeling challenged by her. Bonnie walked up to her husband and ripped at his shirt, leaving it hanging partially off his body. Damon stood above her and walked her all the way back to the door, and slammed her against it. "Ninety days are up, all bets are off, baby. When I'm done with you, you won't be able to walk straight for a week."

"Prove it."

One thing neither Damon or Bonnie backed down from, was a challenge.


So, this was a Bamon and Steroline chapter, and I hope you liked it. Thank you for reading!