Chapter 25

"So, how was the house?" Damon promptly asked, stepping into the huge glass shower to join Olivia, placing his hands on her slender hips.

Olivia turned around with a smile and continued lathering her hair while the warm shower sprays cascaded down her body. "We bought it." She answered, watching his eyebrow slowly raise and tilted her head back into the water, being careful not to get soap in her eyes. "It was too charming and adorable not to double the offer. They took it instantly."

Damon blinked, not expecting to hear that and took a few seconds to let that mull over in his head, the realization of it. "So…you now own a house in Mystic Falls?" He wanted to make sure he'd heard her correctly, smiling widely when she nodded and pulled her into his arms out of the sprays.

"Co-own, but yes. I have so much to do as far as furnishing the place since everything I owned, besides the luggage of clothes and accessories I have, burned in the fire." Olivia wasn't looking forward to going shopping and decided the majority of it would be done online. "I take it you're happy about this?"

"Of course I am, it means you'll be permanently closer to me." Though Damon wasn't happy with the fact the house wasn't fully hers and she co-owned it with her wolf friend. "Let me show you just how happy I am."

Before Olivia could protest, Damon's mouth covered hers and anything she wanted to say flew out of her mind. Damon loved how, every time he kissed her, Olivia melted in his arms and never wanted it to end. Even if she was human, this woman had managed to put a spell on him because Damon couldn't get enough of her.

Every time he woke up with Olivia in his bed, he fell more in love with her and knew she was the one for him, his other half. The only thing that worried him was her wolf friend, Simone, would somehow convince Olivia not to be with him anymore. Damon was going to have to handle that problem quickly, especially since the wolf would be living under the same roof as her.

He wasn't about to lose Olivia unless there was a stake driven through his heart.

"Mmm Damon, the dinner…" Olivia breathed, wrapping her legs around his waist as soon as he lifted her, pressing her back against the glass shower wall under the hot sprays.

"We have time and they can always start without us." He rumbled huskily, wanting to skip right to dessert and began running his tongue down the side of her neck. "I need you, Liva."

How the hell was she supposed to deny him? "Damon…" Olivia groaned in both frustration and need, her mind already clouding in a passion haze, trying to fight it off because of the dinner. "We shouldn't…"

Damon smirked, loving how she tried putting up a fight even as her body betrayed her, continuing his administrations. "We'll be quick." He grunted, already pressing his hard shaft against her soaking sex and enjoyed how quickly she became ready for him.

Exactly a half an hour later, both Damon and Olivia stepped out of the shower, both sexually sated for the moment. Olivia was one big ball of nerves as she sat down on the bed with her purse, pulling out some eye shadow, eyeliner, foundation and gloss. She didn't know why she bothered with makeup considering what was going to happen tonight with Jenna. Olivia still hadn't told Damon, or rather didn't have the chance, because she'd been attacked in the shower.

Not that she was complaining or anything.

Damon could feel the nervousness radiating from Olivia and wondered what bothered her, sifting through his closet trying to decide what to wear. Even during the shower sex, he could feel Olivia's distance and didn't like it, hoping it wasn't because of the wolf. He might have to kill Simone on principal if the woman filled Olivia's mind with negative thoughts about their budding relationship. Though, something in the back of his mind told Damon it had nothing to do with them, which eased him a little.

"What's on your mind, Liva?" He asked, walking over to the bed with a long sleeved dark blue dress shirt in his hand and sat beside her, taking her hand lacing their fingers together. "Not me, is it?"

Olivia snapped her head up at his question and immediately shook her head, shifting to fully face him. "No Damon, of course not." She reached up to cup his face with her hand, accepting a soft kiss from him and sighed gently. "I just have some things on my mind, but I promise they have nothing to do with you."

Damon feigned to be hurt, pressing a hand over his chest. "Oh you wound me and here I thought I was all that was on your beautiful mind." He smirked when she smiled in spite of the nerves and lifted her to sit sideways on his lap, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Talk to me, what's going on?"

Chewing her bottom lip, Olivia kept her eyes lowered to her lap and leaned her head against Damon's shoulder when he began rubbing her back. "It's Jenna." She admitted quietly, closing her eyes to relish in Damon's comfort and didn't want to move. "I'm telling her tonight."

"I see." Damon didn't stop caressing her back and moved his hand up to her wet hair, kissing her forehead softly. "No wonder I feel the nerves pouring from you in gallons and your heart rate has sped up. You have to calm down and breathe, Liva."

"I know, I'm trying." Olivia whispered, suddenly extracting herself from Damon's arms and stood up on shaky legs, tears filling her amber eyes. "I can't do this. How the hell am I supposed to do this? I don't even know these people and I'm about to destroy them!"

Damon stood up instantly and wrapped his arms tightly around Olivia from behind, pressing her back tightly against his chest, increasing pressure when she tried fighting him off. "Getting yourself worked up over this won't solve anything or do you any good. You need to breathe, get dressed and take one step at a time. Because if you go down there with how nervous you are right now, you'll end up blurting out the truth at the dinner table and I know that's not what you want."

He was right and Olivia physically relaxed against him, thankful she hadn't started her makeup because huge tears were currently sliding down her cheeks. Olivia didn't speak for a few minutes and simply stood there in Damon's arms, breathing in through the nose and out of the mouth slowly. Remaining calm was the key to tonight's dinner because the last thing Olivia wanted to do was ruin everyone's good time.

"That's my girl." He murmured when he both felt and heard her heartbeat return to normal, turning her around until her stunning amber eyes met his. "You can do this, Liva, and I'm here for you. I'm not going anywhere."

Olivia smiled watery and reached up on her tiptoes to hug him tightly around the neck, breathing Damon's scent in. "What would I do without you?" She whispered in his ear and felt his arms wrap around her once again, holding her close.

"Come on, we're running behind and Elena will skin us alive if we're late." Not that Damon overly minded making a grand entrance with Olivia, but he also didn't want her any more nervous than she was.

Reluctantly stepping away, Olivia wiped the stray tears away and grabbed her makeup from the bed, heading into the bathroom to start the transformation. Her makeup was simple black eyeliner with shimmery silvery bronze eye shadow to match the dress she picked out. Elena said tonight was semi-formal, so Olivia did the best she could and took Simone's help in finding the perfect dress. Her lips were painted a simple light brown that shimmered, but didn't look over the top, just adding enough to make her natural beauty shine further.

Olivia decided to leave her hair down, though she curled the ends to give her auburn hair bounce and slid a silvery bronze clip in her hair. Glancing in the mirror one final time, Olivia knew there was nothing else to be done except clipping her long silver dangling earrings on along with a matching silver necklace. The design had lines that went from short to long, the longest necklace line being in the center before it started becoming shorter on the other side.

Walking out of the bathroom, Olivia grabbed her dress from the bed while Damon busied getting ready, his back facing her. She made the mistake of glancing over at him and felt her breath hitch at the sight, her mouth already watering. His outfit was so simple yet classy, the silk dark blue long sleeved shirt stretching across his muscular chest showed off his defined frame. He had the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and the top two buttons were undone on top, showing just a hint of chest. He wore a simple pair of black dress pants and black shoes, his black hair still haphazard in a messy sexy style only Damon could pull off.

Olivia had to forcefully pull her hungry eyes away from him long enough to zoom back in the bathroom, closing the door behind her. Damon had heard her breath hitch and the way her heart accelerated while she devoured him whole visually, a smirk curving his lips. He wondered why Olivia wanted to keep whatever she was going to wear tonight a secret, having a feeling he would have to use all restraint not to attack her.

The dress was long, strapless and sequined with featured intricate sequin-embellishments from the fitted sweetheart bodice to the floor length A-line skirt. It was silver on the top of the sweetheart neckline, but changed to gold and then a deep brown that almost had a purple tint to it, the colors shimmering under the bathroom lights. The darker shade of the waist accented every curve of her body before flowing down her legs freely. Staring in the mirror, Olivia hardly believed the same blubbering woman from earlier was looking back at her in a stunning reflection.

Damon waited exactly ten minutes before walking over to the bathroom door and tapped it lightly with his knuckles. "If you don't come out, I'm coming in there." He rumbled through it, wanting to give Olivia the opportunity to emerge on her own and knew how shy she was.

"I'm coming." She called back, shutting her eyes briefly and took one last deep breath before turning away from the mirror, opening the door almost hesitantly.

The wait had definitely been worth every second as Damon took in the magnificent site in front of him, almost afraid to touch Olivia. He did not want to muse her up in anyway, though his animalistic vampiric side screamed at him to forget eating food when he had this delectable creature in his grasp. Of course, Damon pushed that aside and extended his hand with a heart-stopping smile, his eyes never leaving amber orbs when Olivia's hand slipped into his without reluctance.

"You look…I can't think of a word right now to describe how truly beautiful you are, Liva." Damon said truthfully, very carefully turning her around in one slow circle to admire every inch of her, the dress really making her eyes pop. "I've met a lot of women in the past 172 years I've been on this earth, but I can honestly say I've never seen anyone as breathtaking as you."

Olivia flushed from the roots of her hair to the tips of her toes, her feet encased in simple silver two inch heels that strapped around the ankles. "You clean up nice yourself, Damon." She replied softly, letting Damon pull her into his arms and was shocked when all he did was feather lightly brush his lips against hers.

"Are you ready for this?" He asked, becoming serious for a moment and ran his finger down her cheek, aquamarine eyes filled with concern.

Olivia nodded, swallowing hard and felt Damon release her hand to offer his arm, another smile flitting across her lips. "As long as you're there with me, I can get through anything." That sounded corny, but it was the truth and Olivia blushed when Damon just flashed another smirk her way.

Together, they headed out of the bedroom and stopped short at the sight of Tyler Lockwood consuming Simone in the hallway against the wall. Her legs were wrapped around his waist while practically sucking her lips off of her face from how hard he kissed her. Tyler could feel eyes on them, but didn't care as he ran his hand up Simone's bare leg to her thigh, loving the feel of her fingers delving in his black thick hair. Simone moaned uncontrollably and started reaching down to unsnap his pants, only for his hand to stop her, their lips reluctantly parting.

"We have company." He grumbled in her ear and continued pressing her against the wall, trying to restrain himself from screwing Simone right there in the hallway of the mansion.

"W-What?" Simone blinked and looked over his shoulder at the sight of Olivia and Damon staring back at them, immediately turning a deep crimson red. "Oh-Oh god…"

Tyler chuckled when Simone promptly shoved him away from her and smoothed her hands down the length of her dress, which was a little more revealing than Olivia's. Not that Tyler was complaining because he definitely wasn't and looked forward to removing it from Simone's gorgeous body later on after they finished here. He wore a simple long sleeved silk black dress shirt, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and black dress pants along with shiny black dress shoes.

The top three buttons were undone to expose his chest since Tyler hated dressing up and felt confined, wanting to be as comfortable as possible. Apparently, his look lit something inside Simone because she'd been the one to attack him in the hallway when he knocked on her door, telling her it was time to go down to dinner. Simone had opened the door, gave him a brief onceover and shoved him against the wall kissing him fervently.

Simone wore a simple red strapless dress made of soft chiffon fabric, which constructed a ruched bodice that patterned with a sweetheart neckline and straight-cut back. The bodice hugged her curves to perfection and the Grecian waist flowed down delicately to a floor length A-line skirt with a front side slit, exposing her beautifully toned legs. The back revealed a piece of flyaway chiffon that added elegance to the dress and Simone had two inch red open toed heels on her feet. She had a simple red choker around her neck and red studs in her ears, her honey blonde hair piled up on top of her head in what looked like a million curls.

"If you two are quite finished…" Damon cleared his throat, knowing him and Olivia were just as guilty since they had shower sex prior to getting ready. However, what the wolves didn't know wouldn't hurt them.

"For now." Tyler promised, pulling Simone in his arms and gave her one last passionate kiss before starting to guide her down the stairs.

Olivia shook her head, not able to keep the smile off her face and couldn't remember the last time she saw Simone so happy with a man. "Let's get this over with." She muttered to where only Damon could hear, feeling him bring her hand up to brush his lips against the back of it and both of them followed the wolves down to the dining area.

Tonight, everything was about to change and Olivia could only hope it didn't end in a complete catastrophe.