First Comes Love

Damon was still reeling over the fact that he got played while on the flight to New York with Hayley Marshall. Damon studied her as she sat across from him muttering under her breath while hacking away at a laptop. Her glasses kept sliding down her face making her look like a sexy Liberian. He wasn't kidding she was hot, but in a nerdy way. When she first came to him, he considered banging her, but she was all about business something he appreciated.

"Besides you're not really my type." She told him after they reached their agreement.

Damon scoffed at that, he was everyone's type. Tired of studying Hayley Damon turned his attention to thinking about Bonnie again while looking out the window. When it came down to it, he was hurt that he had the wool pulled over his eyes so effectively. He could always recognize game, and he appreciated a fellow player which was why Amber was his favorite in a long list of women he slept with.

But Bonnie she came off as genuine something people usually take for granted, but not him especially in a world where people rarely say what they mean. She almost had me fooled. Turns out she was just another Kat. He thought bitterly to himself. Just then the pilot made the announcement they were landing at JFK. Because today was an informal meeting Damon dressed down in a pair of black jeans that highlighted his best assets, Dr. Martens 1460s, and a white cable knit sweater.

After the meeting Damon planned to get shit-faced and let loose at his favorite New York club aptly named The Hollow. When people went there to let loose, they partied so hard be it with booze, sex, or drugs it hollowing everything out so completely the only thing left was chasing the next high. The club catered only to very exclusive clients and was for people with extreme tastes. Come to think of it it's where he met Amber who was just as debauched as he was if not more. Bonnie on the other hand had a certain innocence about her, and would never get mixed up in that world.

Stop thinking about her. He ordered himself harshly. But it seems it was easier said then done because she had some type of witchy juju that left a spell on him all he could think about since their encounter was how good she felt around him, her smell, and taste.

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The meeting with Klaus was thankfully brief. He just wanted to meet Damon in person, and fine tune Hayley's new role in the company. He also informed Damon that he will be arriving in Mystic Falls to make sure Elijah's transition is smooth. Plus, since he had contributed heavily to Mayor Lockwood's election campaign, and she was throwing him, and Elijah a party.

"Why are you in such a magnanimous mood Klaus?" Damon asked suspiciously as the three of them left his office.

"Because Damon old chap, you were right." He answered in a jolly manner. "The lawyers, and accountants practically pissed themselves when they went over the projected earnings for the quarter, and beyond. We already have a lock on the military contracts as well."

"As I said billions upon billions." Damon smirked. "So, what are your plans for tonight?"

"Ever heard of The Hollow?"

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That night the two bad boys of industry partied like there was no tomorrow. Damon danced, with a bevy of women from all walks of life, old, young, bold, meek, short, and tall. Anything to forget about Bonnie, and the spell she had cast over him. Klaus on the other hand was making out with both men, and women. As a matter of fact, one of his female dance partners was giving him a BJ in the middle of the dance floor, while another one had his tongue shoved down Klaus's throat.

Damon meanwhile, was contemplating on going home with a woman old enough to be his mother, and her daughter when he felt a pair of familiar arms wrap around him. Turning around he was surprised to see Amber there. She was dressed in a short silver sequenced slip dress in which she was practically spilling out of, black stiletto hills, and her blond hair was pulled back in a tight long fishtail braid that fell to her butt. She kissed him aggressively on his lips smearing her lipstick. Damon who was so drunk, kissed her right back.

"Did you miss me Daddy?" She whispered seductively in his ear.

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Damon woke up the next day not only with a massive hangover, but completely drained as well. The last thing he expected was to wake up with Amber looking up at him butt naked, while snuggled by against side. "Amber? What the hell happened last night?" He moaned weakly placing his hand over his forehead.

"Oh, my poor Damon all hung over. Let baby take care of you." She said ignoring the question while she climbed on top of him.

After 'nurse' Amber took care of him Damon popped in the shower in his hotel enjoying the great water pressure letting the hot shower take care of his aching muscles, and head. While the shower did its job, Damon contemplated what he had just done, and who with deciding not to feel guilty about it. It's for the best. Damon thought to himself. He, and Amber where a lot alike and apart from well the ratchetness which he still had to ask her about, and he did have fun with her. At least she's honest about who she is, and what she wants. Damon reasoned with himself.

Damon turned to off the water and wrapped himself in a fluffy white towel. When he stepped out of the bathroom, he noticed Amber took it upon herself to order room service.

Going over to the breakfast bar he snagged his cell phone on the way over to the coffee popping a few Advil's she had left out.

"Any calls for me?" He asked her scrolling though his messages.

Amber took a sip of her Orange Juice before answering him. "No."