*** Alright, so back on the schedule... Or the new schedule anyway... ***

*** Reviews! ***

Dark-Supernatural-Angel: Is it really just Damon that's going through this tug and pull? ; )

AngelJadeO: Suspenseful? Oh, you don't even know what that word means? ; )

DamonFan13: Because it's Elena we're talking about here... Plus how good of a story would it be if they just fell in love and married so easily? xD

*** The News! ***

I may or may not post next week. This Friday I'm leaving to Hawaii (Yep! xD) and will be gone that whole next week... But good thing. I'm bringing my laptop with me. xD So it all depends on what's going on. Mean while enjoy this close-to-what-we-really-want chapter.

*** Story Time! ***

So this one's still kinda short. (Sorry...) It's a four pager, so it is a little longer... But still short. Suspenseful though. ; )

Read and Enjoy!***

Four Days Later ~ Elena's PoV ~ Parlor ~ Salvatore Household

"So that's it?" I asked.

"Yep," Damon answered - popping the "p".

"There's nothing to worry about," Stefan said.

"Alright... So now what?" I asked again.

"You just sit tight while we deal with this 'little inconvenience'," Damon replied.

"Who's gonna stay with me?" I asked the two of them.

Damon and Stefan looked at each each other. When Stefan looked back at me, he sighed.

"Damon," he answered.

Damon looked at him in what looked like surprise. Still in shock, he looked at me at the same time I did at him. We both were blown away.

Before I could protest, Stefan added, "Damon's stronger than me. If anyone tries to hurt you, the best protection you could have would be him."

"And what about you?" I asked Stefan.

"Whoever we're dealing with, I think I can handle," Stefan replied seemingly confident.

"Think?" I asked - obviously angered by the wording of his statement.

"I'll be fine, Elena," he cooly answered.

I huffed and folded my arms.

I snuck a look at Damon to see if he was smirking - which I was sure he was. But much to my amazement, he wasn't. He seemed as if to be debating over something in his mind.

"Alright, I'm gonna go hunting. I'll be right back," Stefan nonchalantly announced.

He kissed me on my cheek and then walked out of the room towards the front door. When I heard the door shut close, I began to walk to the stairs.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed my arm and pulled me back.

"Elena," Damon said.

"What?" I snapped.

"Stop it," he replied.

I looked at him both confused and taken aback.

"Stop what?" I replied back - sounding like a little seven year-old brat.

"You've been avoiding me all week," he pointed out.

"So? How's that unusual?" I argued back.

"Five little words, Elena..." he replied.

Seeing my confused puzzled expression, he added, "I heard them - whether you like it or not."

"What?" I asked - still confused on the matter.

"You can forget it if you want, but I can't," he continued.

"Forget what, Damon? What did I say?" I asked.

What the hell was he talking about?

"You love me, Elena," he simply stated.

What? He was delusional...

"Look... I don't know how much you've had to drink, but I think it's time you stopped," I replied.

"Stop denying it, Elena," he said as he moved closer to me.

"Damon... Stop," I told him as I stepped back.

"Don't deny it," he said again as he took a step closer.

"Damon..." I feebly protested as I took another step back.

"Don't deny us," he continued - ignoring me.

He took another step forward, and I another step away from him.

"Damon... Please..." I pleaded.

"You said it yourself, Elena," he said as he tried to fill the space between us again.

This time, as I stepped back, I bumped into a wall.

Oh, no...

My eyes frantically searched for a way out, but it was too late. Damon successfully filled the space between us and was now pressing me up against the wall.

"You love me," he murmured seductively in my ear.

He had both hands on the wall - each one on either side of me. I was trapped.

I was heavily breathing now, and my heart beat was pounding so hard that I thought it might give out.

"Admit it," he said as he breathed onto my neck.

His hot breath sent shivers down my spine.

"Da-Damon..." I stammered as he put his hands on my hips.

He nibbled lightly on my earlobe as I tried to put my thoughts together... Which was utterly failing...

"Say it," he murmured.

"Wh-What?" I stuttered.

He was kissing up and down my neck.

"Say it," he murmured again.

He continued kissing up and down my neck, but this time, his hands caressingly moved up the sides of my torso. His left went up to hold the back of my head while his right went to wrap around my waist.

"Say it," he murmured once more.

"I love you," I whimpered - finally surrendering.

I realized I had truly meant it.

"I love you," I told him with new-found strength.

I felt him smirk in content as he continued to kiss up and down my neck.

Suddenly, with a slight push from my right hand, he stopped and leaned away a little to look at me confused. I took his face with both of my hands and pulled him to kiss me on my lips. When his lips touched mine, his hands were holding my face as well. He kissed me as forcefully as he could to express his true desire of me. In return, I kissed him back in as much force. Deep inside, I loved him just as much as he probably loved me.

He only pulled away when he noticed I was trying to gasp for air.

After I caught my breath, I breathed out, "Damn..."

His rough voice chuckled as he tried to grasp for air too.

"Correction," he murmured, "O, damn..."

We both laughed at his witty wordplay.

I gave him a long, drawn out kiss on his lips, and then pecked him on the tip of his nose. To which earned me another chuckle of his.

"I love you, Damon Salvatore," I told him with pure bliss.

"I love you too, Elena," he lovingly replied.

*** What was that Elena? What did you just say? ; )

I'm going for a every-time-they-have-a-moment-like-this-you-read-just-a-little-more kind of thing. Loving it...

But nevermind me. What do you guys think? Anything I should add? *wink**wink* ; )

Yes?... Alright.

(Time for button love! xD)