"Stefan!"

Caroline shouted as she watched her boyfriend enter The Grill followed by his best friend and sister. Caroline vaguely remembered Charlotte when she was younger but had never spoken to the girl. Stefan smiled lovingly at his girlfriend and placed a gentle kiss on her lips. Stefan and Caroline had been friends since high school; becoming much closer when Stefan had dated Caroline's best friend, Elena, when they were seventeen. For Caroline, it had been the worst year of her life. She had always held a torch for Stefan Salvatore and it crushed her when he chose Elena. However, the relationship had not lasted past it's first year as Elena had developed feelings for Stefan's older brother. In fact, it had taken a further five years after the break-up for Caroline to confess her feelings and the two had been a couple ever since.

"Hey, Care. This is my sister, Charlotte."
"Hi, Charlotte. It's nice to finally meet you. Stefan has told me so much about you."
"Probably all bad and probably all true." Charlotte laughed.
"Not all of it. Why don't you join us?"
"I'd love too but I think my brother here would rather I didn't." Charlotte replied with a smile on her face. "I think having his little sister around cramps his style."
"Charlotte…" Stefan began.
"Stefan, that's so mean! It's your sister's first day back and you're ditching her."
"Honestly, it's fine. Besides, Klaus is going to play pool with me."
"I am?" Klaus asked.
"Yes, you are." Charlotte replied in a matter-of-fact tone and dragged him off towards the pool table.

Caroline scolded her boyfriend lovingly before turning her attention to Klaus and Charlotte whilst she and Stefan ordered their drinks. She had, had a bit of a fling with Klaus during Stefan's time with Elena and knew exactly how Klaus acted when he fancied someone, and judging from the way Klaus's eyes kept flitting over Charlotte's body, Caroline knew he fancied the girl. She wondered if her boyfriend had noticed it too.

Over at the pool table, Charlotte was taunting Klaus that he was shortly going to lose. Klaus smiled at the girl. He still remembered teaching a twelve-year old Charlotte how to play pool after her brothers had refused to indulge her and she had begged him for months on end.

"You're forgetting that I taught you everything that you know. There's no way you're going to beat me."
"You're so sure?"
"Yep." Klaus smirked as he set up the table and handed a cue to Charlotte.
"Care to bet on it?"
"What do you have in mind?"
"If I lose, I'll promise to stop making you blush but if I win, then you have to do whatever I ask you."
"You don't make me blush."
"Uh huh. Whatever you say, Klaus." Charlotte grinned as she looked into Klaus's eyes.

Even at 5'7, she was still a few inches shorter than Klaus and had to lift her head to be able to meet his eyes. She stared at the blonde-haired, blue-eyed man in front of her and held her ground. Klaus watched her bite her lower lip slightly and felt a wave of desire wash over him. Dammit, he thought.

"Fine. You're on." Klaus stated, confident that he would win.

Forty minutes later Klaus was cursing himself. He hadn't lost a game of pool in years but Charlotte had managed to massacre him, despite him bringing out all the tricks he hadn't taught the girl.

"Damn! When did you learn to play like that?"
"I had a boyfriend who's older brother ran a pool hall." Charlotte shrugged nonchalantly.
"Well, you win. What do you want me to do?" Klaus asked as he threw the pool cue down on the table and walked towards Charlotte.
"Hmmm… let me think about it. I'm sure I can come up with something you can do for me."
"I'm sure you can, love." replied Klaus with a smirk.
"Hey, guys. We're leaving."

The voice of his best friend cut through Klaus's thoughts. He had forgotten that Stefan was in the room and felt shame fill him as he realised that he had been openly flirting with his best-friend's sister. He prayed that his friend had been too busy with Caroline to pay attention to Charlotte and himself.

"Oh. Right. Well I'll leave with you." Klaus mumbled.
"Mate, please tell me you did not get your ass handed to you by my sister." Stefan laughed, shaking his head at his friend. He had not noticed the sexual tension between Charlotte and Klaus.
"She cheated."
"I did not! You're just a sore loser!"
"Care to play again then?" Klaus said with a challenge to his voice.
"No way. I won fair and square. Man up."

Stefan couldn't help but laugh at the sight before him. Klaus looked as if he was about to burst and his sister was smiling menacingly. It reminded him so much of his teenage years in which Charlotte would boss his friend about and con him into doing things for her when he or Damon would not, and he had to admit that he had missed his sister more than he'd realised.

***

Night had well and truly fallen when Stefan admitted defeat and made his way up to bed. After leaving The Grill, Caroline had returned to her own home whilst Klaus travelled back to the Salvatore home with Stefan and Charlotte. Unlike his brother who shared an apartment with Elena, Stefan had opted to remain at home with father who he knew had been lonely since Stefan's mother had left years before. Charlotte had left the two men to drink their way through a bottle of scotch by midnight and as Stefan made his way to bed, an hour later, he offered one of the many spare rooms to his friend for the night who accepted his offer.

Klaus had grown up in an impressive specimen of a house but now owned a small one-bedroom apartment near the outskirts of town. However, he knew he was in no condition to walk home. H was just about to retreat upstairs when he heard one of the bedroom doors open and close followed by the soft padding of feet on stairs.

"You're going to regret drinking that stuff in the morning."

Klaus looked up to see Charlotte leaning against the archway of the parlour. Her tiny white bed shorts showed off her long, smooth legs that seemed to gone on forever, and the matching vest top only aided in making her breasts more prominent than they already were. Klaus continued to stare longingly at Charlotte, unable to speak. The alcohol in his system was only intensifying his desire to grab her and kiss her but he resisted his urge.

"You're probably right."

Charlotte smiled. She could tell just by looking at him that Klaus wanted her. Although she loved her brothers, she had grown up viewing Klaus as the fun older brother she wanted. Her own brothers were reluctant to include her but Klaus had always taken her on when she begged hard enough. Yet, now she was looking at him like he was a walking sex god. She'd been surprise at the intensity of her attraction for him when she first saw him that morning but had been even more surprised when it became obvious he too was attracted to her. Charlotte had not failed to notice the way he had hardened a little when she had pressed herself against him, or the way in which his eyes had spent the afternoon mentally undressing her.

"I'm always right."
"Oh, really?"
"Yeah."

By now, Charlotte was stood in front of Klaus with her arms crossed. Klaus, on the other hand, was gripping the material of his jeans in a bid to keep from placing his hands on Charlotte's delicate waist and kissing the skin of her tummy like he so desperately wanted to do.

"I'll have to take your word for that, love."
"I can prove it."
"I highly doubt that."

Charlotte couldn't resist a grin. She leaned forward, using one arm to grip the side of the sofa Klaus was sat on whilst the other placed itself on Klaus's chest. Pressing her lips to his, Charlotte felt Klaus tense a little before he ever so slowly began to kiss her back. His hands moved to the curves of her waist and pulled her down on top of him. Charlotte could feel Klaus beginning to deepen the kiss as his hands snaked up under the front of her top and she let out a low moan. This moan was enough to break Klaus from the spell he was under and he ended the kiss abruptly.

"Fuck!" Klaus groaned.

Charlotte lifted herself off Klaus and stood in front of him once again. She hadn't expected for Klaus to reciprocate her kiss.

"Stop worrying, Klaus."
"Your brothers are my friends. They're going to kill me."
"They're not going to find out. It was one kiss. Besides, you just proved me right."
"What?"
"You're going to wake up in the morning with a hangover and regret kissing me."

Klaus fell silent. Charlotte was right. He was going to regret kissing her but he also suspected that he may wake in the morning and regret not taking it further with the girl; something that he knew he shouldn't be thinking.

"Goodnight, Klaus." Charlotte said, turning to leave and retreat back to her bed.
"Goodnight, Charlotte."

Hello my darlings! Finally, an update! I hope you enjoy it and please review. I'll try to have update soon xxx