A/N I'm so sorry about the wait! Unfortunately, exam season has started and so updates will be scarce until the beginning of July. I hope you'll all still be able to follow my story until the end. Thank you for the support guys, it's been truly fantastic.

Elena woke up to the feeling of Damon peppering her neck with kisses.

"Mmm," she moaned, slowly waking up. He began nipping at all the available skin on her neck and soothed it over with his tongue.

"Cute top," he mumbled into her neck. "I for one, totally agree with it."

"What?" she asked in a daze, her mind focused on the incredible sensations he was giving her with his mouth.

"Your top," he mumbled, not wanting to detach his lips from her silky skin.

She tried to clear her head and process what he was telling her and after a few seconds she was successful in her attempt. She glanced down at her top, which was slowly riding up as Damon's hands ran across her flat stomach.

His kisses started to travel south as his lips worked their way down to her breasts. Unfortunately that meant his head was blocking her view to her top. What the hell had he been going on about?

He dragged her top up and kissed her stomach as he slowly revealed more and more skin. Giving up caring about the top, Elena continued to moan again.

Before she knew it, Damon was ripping her top over her head and caressing every inch of her upper body. Her head turned to the side and dug into the pillow as she tried to hold in her moans whilst his talented mouth encircled her right nipple. This was heaven. Her eyes snapped open as she felt his mouth travelling further south. Her eyes focused on the alarm clock to see the time and what she saw gave her the willpower to push her husband off.

"Damon, look at the time!"

He was a little startled. One minute he was devouring his wife's body and the next he was on his back, facing the ceiling. He groggily tried to process what Elena had said and when he finally did, he glanced at the clock.

"It's 12:52pm, so what? It's not like you have a job to be late for."

She huffed. "We need to pack for our trip to New York!"

"We can do that later," he moaned as he rolled back on top of his topless wife.

She used all her strength to try and push him off again, but he wasn't having it. He began to nibble on her ear as she squirmed. She knew if he kept kissing her there was no way she would be able to do what she needed to do.

"No Damon, stop," she tried to say seriously. He sighed and pulled away. It may be his wife that he was trying to seduce but it didn't matter; if any woman begged him stop, he would. He'd rather they were begging for something else, but you can't always get what you want. He had learnt that the hard way.

"Seriously, you're giving up sex, with an incredibly sexy vampire might I add, for packing?"

She giggled. When he put it like that the notion was pretty absurd. "I guess you're not all that sexy anymore in your old age."

His mouth dropped open a little at her word. "My old age? So what I was fit when I was 169 but now I'm 170 I'm ugly?"

"Well you know what they say about 170s for vampires… it's like the 50s for humans. Now get off me so I can pack!"

Damon laughed at Elena. Where did she come up with these things?

"Fine! But you better make it up to me later with lots and lots of sex."

She moved out of bed rolling her eyes at his demands. "Sure," she replied sarcastically as she picked up the top that Damon had hastily removed from her body.

She rushed to put it on to shield her body from his ogling eyes.

"You don't need to cover up from me! Nothing I haven't devoured a thousand times over!" he called out to her as she blushed and escaped into their ensuite, locking the door behind her.

He may be her husband but that didn't mean that she was a hundred percent comfortable with how comfortable he was with her body. It would take some getting used to.

She glanced at herself in the full length mirror; her face was surprisingly fresh seeing as she hadn't even had her shower yet. It was only then that she glanced at her top and saw why Damon had said he agreed with it. She hadn't even looked at what it said when she grabbed it from her closet when she crept into their room the night before.

She couldn't stop the little laugh that escaped her lips. It was so weird how her last thoughts before snuggling up to Damon were lying across her top: 'You & Me Are Meant To Be.' In a chipper mood, she stripped out of her clothes and jumped into their luxurious shower, a part of her regretting the fact that she locked the door.

Damon grabbed her suitcase from her and shoved it into the trunk of his car along with his own. She had been surprised when Damon had refused to let her pack for him. She had scoffed when he said she'd pack 'fashion faux-pas' outfits for him. How can clothes mismatch when they were all black?

It was late afternoon by the time they had set off, leaving Mystic Falls behind.

"We're going to New York!" Elena squealed. Damon couldn't hold back the chuckle that escaped, witnessing her enthusiasm. He loved seeing her so happy. "So how long is this drive then?"

"About six hours or so," Damon said flippantly.

"That's not so bad. Plenty of time for me to get to know you better."

His eyebrows rose. "Is that so?" he asked turning to look at her. "What are you so curious to know then?"

"Mmmm…" she said trying to think of a question. "When is your birthday?"

Damon laughed at her question. "Seriously, out all the things you could ask me, you want to know when my birthday is?"

"Yep," she said nodding her head, "I wanna know if I have to plan a birthday bash anytime soon for my very old, decreasingly sexy husband."

"Sorry Elena, looks like it's only gonna be you celebrating a birthday soon. My birthday is November 10th."

"November, huh? Looks like your parents did the dirty on Valentine's Day!" she giggled as he rolled his eyes at her childish behaviour. "Wait a second; did they even have Valentine's Day back the 1800s?"

He sighed, "Yes Elena. Did you not learn anything from Ric in history at high school?"

She stuck her tongue out. "I'm sorry if Ric was more focused on teaching us about the history of Mystic Falls as opposed to the creation of Valentine's Day," she said sarcastically.

He frowned. "You're getting really sarcastic these days. Who have you been hanging out with?"

"You," she answered pointedly.

"Oh, well that would be it," he said flatly.

"Anyway, what was the greatest day of the 70s?"

In a heartbeat he answered, "There were no great days because you didn't exist."

All she could say was, "oh."

"Too overwhelming?" he asked worriedly as he looked at her rather than the road.

"No," she said quickly to reassure him. "Just unexpected."

"Really?" he asked surprised.

"Well it's probably not unexpected for your Elena. It's just for me; I would have thought you'd say something along the lines of getting plastered with John Lennon and then having an all you can eat buffet of girls, followed by a gigantic orgy."

Damon's eyebrows rose as he laughed at her crazy imagination. "Well that was what I was about to say but I didn't think you'd approve."

"Okay, so it was a bit of a crazy thought."

"A bit? Seriously though Elena, how many times do I have to let you know that there isn't an old Elena and a new one? There is just you and you know it."

She smiled. He was so understanding of the situation. She remembered how she had yelled at Stefan about how Damon got that there was no old and new Elena. Just her; Elena.

"I bet that your favourite day of the 80s was when I was born even though you never knew it." He smiled and silence descended. Nothing needed to be said. They both drifted into their own worlds as Damon turned the radio volume up.

'You're the liar Elena. There is something going on between the two of us and you know it and you're lying to me and you're lying to Stefan and most of all you're lying to yourself. I can prove it.'

'I love Stefan. It will always be Stefan.'

Elena jolted away, her heart racing.

"Whoa, bad dream?" Damon asked.

She was still in a daze over what she had seen and heard. "Yeah, something like that. How far away are we?"

"About 2 hours away, you napped for a pretty long time. Left me really bored."

"I'm sorry," she apologised. "I promise fun times only from here on out."

"Somehow I doubt that."

"What are you saying I don't know how to have fun?"

"Oh no, you know how to have fun. You just have to either be drunk or in my presence, otherwise you revert back into boring Elena."

"What?" Elena cried, not sure whether she should be offended or not.

"Don't even bother trying to deny it."

"I am not boring!"

"Well then how do you explain the fact that you found boring Saint Stefan interesting?" She sputtered over her words, not knowing how to reply to that. "Yeah, I thought so."

"Are you saying that Bonnie's boring?"

"Well, inadvertently yes. It's the truth."

"Are you trying to get on my bad side? Seeing as you're insulting me and my friends."

He quickly shut up, realising that that was exactly what he was unknowingly doing. "No. I'm just striking up a pleasant conversation."

"This isn't a pleasant conversation."

"What would you like to talk about then?"

"Nothing."

"I thought you just promised fun times from here on out?" he pointed out like a smart-ass.

"Not talking is fun for me. I never specified who the fun times were for."

Damon grunted at her response. He watched her carefully to see if she was really annoyed with him or if she was just playing him. He couldn't tell though. Her face was completely blank. It unnerved him. He was usually so good at reading Elena. But as he watched her out of the corner of his eyes it looked as though her mind may have actually been far away.

Had he gone too far? He couldn't stop worrying now. Why did he have to be so stupid sometimes? He'd already gotten their trip off to a bad start. Elena had been so excited about the trip and now she was probably wishing she didn't have to spend so much time with him. He always messed up good things.

"Can I ask you something?" Elena said breaking the silence suddenly.

He glanced over at her for a second with a questioning gaze before he went back to looking at the road. His mind was swirling. Had he not messed things up?

"Sure."

"Will you be truthful?"

"Depends."

"Damon!"

"Fine, I'll try my best to be truthful."

"Damon," she growled.

"Alright, alright. Stop getting your panties in a twist. What are you so desperate to know?"

"Did you lie to me?"

His lips pursed. "Well if what I just said two seconds ago doesn't indicate that I tell lies every now and again then I'd have to say you're not the smartest cookie around." She rolled her eyes. "You're gonna need to be a bit less vague Elena."

"When you told me our story, did you lie to me?" There was a pregnant pause in which Elena waited with bated breath.

"No."

"No?" she repeated in disbelief. He was lying.

"No I didn't lie; I just made things sound happier than they actually were."

"Did I hurt you?"

"Where is this coming from?" he asked as he debated whether or not to park the car on the side of the road.

"Answer the question Damon."

"Yes," he snapped. Silence fell. He had wanted to make things up to her but she just had to touch topics that didn't need to be touched.

"How?"

"What do you mean how?" he asked mechanically.

"What did I do to hurt you?"

"You didn't acknowledge my feelings for a while; then you toyed with them for your own benefit and threw Stefan in my face."

There was a stab in her heart, the second she heard about her despicable behaviour.

"I love Stefan. It will always be Stefan," she whispered.

"What?" Damon said in disbelief, his head snapping in her direction.

"I remember when I said it," she explained. She decided not to mention anything that Andie had told her. "I was wrong. I was scared, I think." Damon nodded slowly as he went back to driving. He didn't like this conversation. It was too raw; he felt vulnerable.

"It's okay. It's long in the past. We're over it."

"I know, but still I just- I just want to say I'm sorry."

He looked her way again, his eyes softening. "It's okay Elena, I get it. I forgave you a long time ago."

"I know but I had to hear your forgiveness again. I get why you had to find comfort in Andie. Just know that I'm going to do my best to never hurt you again. I know this whole amnesia thing has been hard on you, but you've been doing a great job. You've really helped me through it."

Damon was speechless. He had no idea how to respond. She was perfect and he could see she was holding her breath, waiting for his response.

"We really shouldn't have had this conversation whilst I was driving," he said stupidly.

She giggled. She definitely wasn't expecting him to say that. "I'll keep that in mind next time we have a heart to heart."

"Let's hope it's a while away."

She smiled and went to grab the hand that was lying on his thigh and interlocked it with hers. He glanced down at their hands before looking back at the road again without saying a word.

Elena's eyes widened as she took in all the skyscrapers.

"Wow, those are tall buildings," she said in complete awe. Damon laughed at her. He wondered if she realised how stupid she sounded. It was funny to see her go through the motions again. She had said the exact same thing the last time they went to New York. For some reason it warmed his heart to see she was exactly the same.

"They're called skyscrapers Elena."

"Oh, right," she responded, her mind clearly elsewhere as she stared at her surroundings. "This place is incredible. Oh my God is that the Empire State Building?" Elena asked, her eyes bugging out of their sockets. "It looks just like it does in the films!"

Damon nodded, deciding to just let her have her moment. He wondered if she had looked at their photo album in the Boarding House of their first trip to New York.

"We have to go see the Statue of Liberty tomorrow and we need to visit Central Park," she added excitedly. "This place is incredible."

"I believe you already said that."

"Oh," she turned to look at him, rather than out of her window. "Still, it's incredible… I'm being weird aren't I?"

He smiled. "No, you're just very excited."

"I'm weird."

"Okay, you're a little weird, but I love it." She smiled. He knew exactly what to say to make her smile, just like he knew exactly what to say to push her buttons.

Elena continued to take in everything she could about her surroundings. It wasn't every day that she found herself in New York City. Before long, Damon pulled into a car park for the hotel that they would be staying at.

"Hotel this time?"

"Well, seeing as we'd be here for a few days, I thought I'd make things cushy. You go in, I'll grab our bags. The reservation is under my name."

Nodding in understanding Elena made her way out of the car, stretching as soon as she was in fresh air. She twisted her neck to get all the cricks out before she walked through the glass doors and into the hotel.

As soon as she reached the desk she could see a blonde-haired guy who looked to be in his early twenties playing on his iphone.

"Excuse me," she called but it seemed he didn't hear her seeing as his earphones were blasting music into his ear.

She marched around to his side of the desk and gave him a light push that almost made him fall out of his chair.

"Whoa!" he called out as he tried to regain his balance. His eyes snapped up to glare at the person who shoved him but when his eyes landed on Elena, his expression quickly changed.

"Oh, hi there. Can I help you?"

"Yes you can," Elena said overly cheerful. "You can help me by doing your job," she deadpanned. He gulped, not expecting her to not be extremely happy with his presence.

"Right, errm would you like to book a room?" he asked nervously. He had never seen such a beautiful girl in his life.

Having set him straight, Elena was happy to go back to being a kind guest. "No, I've already booked a room actually."

"Can I have your name and address please."

"What? No!" Elena said indignantly.

"It's to check that the room is yours," he laughed, trying to give her his winning smile, hoping she'd fall under his charm. Elena had to reel her laughter in. Did this guy really think he had a chance? As soon as you laid eyes on Damon, you were ruined for all other guys.

"Oh, the reservation is under my husband's name: Damon Salvatore. The address is the Salvatore Boarding House, Mystic Falls, Virginia." She watched as the guy's eyes immediately widened upon hearing she was a married woman.

It was at that precise moment Damon walked into the lobby and spotted her.

"You still haven't gotten the room key yet?" he asked surprised as he pressed a kiss to her cheek.

"The guy here has been… distracted," she said pointing to the receptionist as he stared at his computer and tried to pretend the blush that was spreading across his cheek wasn't there.

Damon took one look at the guy and chuckled. "I hope it wasn't you he was distracted by."

Not wanting to embarrass himself further the receptionist gave them their room key and quickly hushed them towards the elevator.

Upon entering their room, Elena returned to her state of awe. "This is our room?"

"Yep," Damon replied, popping the 'p'.

"This is such a beautiful view," she commented as she walked onto the balcony.

"It really is," he said staring at her. She twirled around to face him and paused realising what he was really saying. Her heart swelled.

"I wasn't talking about myself."

"Who said I was?" Damon quipped as he followed her into the room with their king size bed.

"Have we ever stayed here before?" Elena asked with her back facing him.

Damon wasn't sure why she was asking. Did the place look familiar to her? "No."

She swirled around. "I know this isn't exactly a motel but wanna add another hotel to our list of hotels we've had sex in? Maybe it'll catch up with the number of motels we've had sex in," she asked coyly, whipping her top off in the process.

"This has to be the best thing you've said all day," he said as he ran towards her, picked her up, and dumped her on the bed whilst she squealed.

A/N Oh yeah, I totally gave Damon my birthday. Only person in the world I'm willing to share it with!

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