Thank you for your support with this slightly different take on Bamon for me. LOL! I know I said it would be lighter and trust me it is. The prologue won't be addressed until towards the end of the fic, but all is not as it seems…

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Chapter 2: Café Crema

Her head bopped to the newest Beyoncé release as she tapped her iPad to read the next page of a new book she downloaded from Amazon. It was one of those trashy novels about a black woman falling in love with one of those white male millionaires and it was following suit. Bonnie rolled her eyes at least five times since starting. A week drifted by since she started having very racy dreams about the stranger she met in the bistro and she had almost succeeding in kicking him out of her subconscious by spending more quality time with Tyler. Things were going well, but alas, Tyler was just a guy to pass the time with. There was nothing serious between them and there wouldn't be.

As she focused on the part of the page detailing how 'Declan was pumping in and out of Kellandra, making her cum over and over until her legs shook and she could only speak in tongues', a cup was placed in front of her, with foam in the shape of a panda bear.

"Barry, I didn't order…" she began looking up to see the blue eyes that haunted her dreams peering down at her, "oh, you came back?"

"I thought I would repay you for your advice last week," he stated looming over her as Sandy sat at her feet lapping up her water, that he had placed near her table.

"That's nice and all, but I have a drink that I like and I drink it every Saturday…alone."

"Yes, but sometimes it's nice to branch out. See, I got myself the same exact drink," he placed his cup down on the opposite side of the table.

Bonnie glanced over at Barry who was staring and grinning from ear to ear, but when his eyes met hers—he began whistling and cleaning the counter. She narrowed her eyes—Traitor.

"Well I hope you enjoy this new choice," Bonnie stated placing a headphone in her ear.

"It's Café Crema, a little sweeter than the one you told me to get."

"Is that right?"

She watched as he raised an eyebrow as if he was thinking about his next move. The air changed slightly and nervousness hit her from out of nowhere. This meeting reminded her of one of those trashy novels that she loved to read, "May I take a seat? Me and Sandy went for our run before coming in here today and I need some time to regroup," he stated staring down at her with a small smile.

Saturday morning was her alone time, but he did buy her the coffee, "Take a seat," she gestured towards the chair in front of her.

Sandy glanced up for a moment, eyed Bonnie and then went back to her water bowl as he took a seat across from her, "Soo…what you reading there?" he asked touching her iPad cover.

"Umm…nothing, just something to pass the time."

"I see, so do you come here every Saturday?"

"Just about," she answered, closing the iPad cover slowly.

"Ahh, I've lived a couple of blocks from here for at least a year and never thought to come in this place. Last week was just a whim, funny how those things happen."

"Yes, funny."

He stared at her for a beat and then spoke, "Look, my name is Damon and I'm just trying to make small talk…that's all. And I'm not trying to hit on you or anything, it's just that I'm trying something new lately. My brother suggested I take up morning jogs with the dog he somehow bribed me into adopting and I walked into this place. My girlfriend refuses to jog or spend quality time with Sandy here, so I'm usually spending an hour with no one to talk to but this four legged princess—so just trying to make conversation," Damon explained.

Bonnie had to admit, the way he told her part of his life story without her even asking, intrigued her and furthermore—he had a girlfriend? That made her stomach turn for some reason. The miniscule crush that maybe she harbored for a week had dissolved at that moment.

"Look, if you want to be completely alone, it's ok. Just let me know and me and Sandy here will walk home, me drinking my coffee and talk about the birds or squirrels or something."

"My name's Bonnie," she smiled.

"Hello Bonnie, nice to formally meet you," Damon reached over the table holding out his hand. She hesitated a few moments before lacing hers through his, pretending not to feel the warmness and electric that shot up and down her arm, "so do you live around here?"

"I do…not far. I rent a brownstone with my college roommate around the corner. She's a resident at Mystic Falls General, so she's rarely home."

"Ahh, so almost like living alone?"

"You can say that. Do you and your brother live together…you and your girlfriend?"

"Just me and Sandy," Damon glanced down at his beagle, "she can only handle guests for a couple of hours."

"I see…a female protective of her home and her owner."

"Well," Damon shrugged, "so are you from Mystic Falls?"

"Umm, no. I'm from outside of Philadelphia actually."

"I see."

"You?"

"Born and raised here. Left for awhile and lived in New York, came back here because of a business opportunity with my brother."

"I see," Bonnie stated taking a sip of her coffee, "mmm…not a bad choice, Damon."

"Well I had to do better than you did," he teased, "you were trying to torture me and I am trying to make a friend."

"Hmm…", Bonnie trailed her finger around the top of her coffee mug, watching as his eyes followed her, "do you think your girlfriend would approve of you buying coffee for another woman."

Damon chuckled, "It's coffee, not a martini. When I start buying alcohol for other women, that's when she should worry. No, we are happy and secure."

"I see."

"So what do you do here in Mystic Falls?" he sipped his coffee.

"Junior advertising executive at Jay and Jones Advertising Firm, it's downtown. They do advertising for small companies mostly."

"Advertising huh? That means that you're the creative type?"

Bonnie chuckled, "Some would say that I am, others may disagree. And you?"

"I own a bar in town."

"A bar?" she raised an eyebrow.

Damon matched her eyebrow raise, "Why do you sound like you don't believe me?"

"Well with a sophisticated palate such as your own, I did not expect to hear you own a bar."

"Ask me about bourbon and I can answer you, coffee is not exactly at the top of our bar menu."

"Ahh…so what's the name of it?"

"Revel."

Bonnie's eyes widened, "You own Revel? That's one of the most popular bars in town and its not just a bar, it's a lounge…an upscale lounge."

"Oh so you've been?"

"I haven't yet, my roommate is usually busy and I've been working around the clock on projects. I was planning to go in a couple of weeks though, when my sister comes to town."

"Well, when you decide to pay my little establishment a visit, just let me know and I will make sure you get VIP treatment."

Bonnie smiled and that's when she noticed the slight twinkle in his eye. He wasn't really flirting, but it felt like flirting to her. He had a girlfriend and he honestly, didn't seem as if he was trying to pick her up—but he did seem, somewhat interested in her, "Thank you, I appreciate it…are you there every night?"

"Pretty much every night until 4."

"Wow and you still manage to get up on Saturday morning and do the run?"

"Well it's a good way to clear my mind. My mind is constantly racing, so its nice to actually spend some time with just the dog and the wind."

"I understand, busy lives and all."

Damon reached into his short pocket and retrieved his wallet, "Here's my business card. When your sister comes to town, just give me a call and we will have the section set up for you," he slid the card over to her and she glanced down, Damon Salvatore. She slowly picked it up, "Well thank you, Mr. Salvatore."

"No problem, my new Saturday Coffee Drinking Buddy deserves VIP treatment at my place," he winked.

"I'm your new buddy?" she inquired.

"If you want to be," he smiled.

Bonnie picked up her cup of Café Crema, "You know what, you picked a good drink—so I think this can work," she winked taking another sip.

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An hour later, Damon casually opened the smoky glass door leading into Revel after his coffee shop stop. Sandy immediately took off running towards his office on the second floor of the club as Damon made his way over to his younger brother, sitting on a stool looking at his laptop screen. The fact that he and Stefan could actually run a business together and get along, was a quite a feat. A couple of years ago, he would have never envisioned them being the brothers that they were now. Jealously and misunderstandings had almost ruined them permanently.

"Soo do I get points for coming in today?" Damon held up his arms walking towards Stefan.

His brunette haired brother looked up and smirked, "Still running eh? Thought you would have given that up by now."

Damon feigned a look of hurt, "I told you that I was turning over a new leaf and so it is."

"Sandy seemed happy when she rushed up to your office."

"Yeah, well we had a productive morning. A run, a stop at the coffee shop near my place…"

"The coffee shop?" Stefan raised an eyebrow, "you're not much of a coffee drinker."

"True, but its actually a pretty nice place and I kind of made a friend there…"

Stefan's eyebrow rose higher.

"It's not like that."

"Is the friend a female?" Stefan prodded.

"She is, but it's not like that. Our conversations are completely friendly and it's not like I'm hunting her or anything, she just tricked me the first time I went to the shop and now, it's kind of a thing," Damon shrugged taking a seat next to Stefan.

"A thing?"

"I know that look and I'm being honest. Besides, I have Andie and I am deliriously happy with her."

Stefan barked out a laugh that immediately made Damon's smirk whither away, "Hey, what's that for?"

"You may be deliriously happy with her, but she may have a different idea," Stefan closed his laptop and headed towards his office on the ground floor.

"What are you talking about?" Damon followed after him, "I am a perfectly good boyfriend to her, the best boyfriend I've been ages."

Stefan nodded, "That may be true, but you are hiding the relationship just a tad…don't you think?"

"Are you kidding me, you know that if people find out here…"

"The other waitresses," Stefan supplied.

"Exactly, they will put Andie through hell and I do like her, Stefan."

"Uh, huh. Does she still hate Sandy?"

"She doesn't hate Sandy, she just doesn't exactly see her the same way I do."

"And to think that you didn't even want Sandy in the first place," Stefan shook his head.

Damon nodded, "But my brother knew better."

"As I tend to, so tell me about your coffee house friend that has you, Damon Salvatore, paying more than likely an exuberant price for a drink that you hate?" Stefan sat back in his leather chair amused.

Damon shrugged, "She's from the neighborhood, ad exec, she comes there for quiet and I make her pay attention to me."

"And she's attractive?"

"I mean…I guess," Damon shrugged non-committedly.

Stefan laughed, "Ok, yeah…nothing happening there."

"I told her I have a girlfriend and trust me, she is not the type to take on the role of the other woman and like I said, I am committed to Andie."

"And I believe you. Does she have a boyfriend?" Stefan asked.

"Why you in the market again, has Rebekah stopped calling?" Damon watched as his brother recoiled at the mere mention of the name of his last girlfriend.

"She still calls, we're talking…"

"Great, time to up security at the front door," Damon stood up from his chair and walking out of Stefan's office.

He trudged through the open space of Revel, taking in the deep purple velvet couches and drapery. When he reached the steps leading to his office, the head bartender, Alaric was making his way in. Damon gave him a nod as he headed towards his office. He entered the office and Sandy was sleeping quietly on her bed. Powering up his computer, he allowed his thoughts to drift to Bonnie. Stefan was right to be suspicious, but Damon was honest when he said that he was committed to Andie. Sure, if he was single, he would be interested in Bonnie for at least a date or more—but he wasn't single and Bonnie definitely gave the impression that she wasn't interested in him. However, the fact that he used his relationship with Andie like a shield may have had something to do with that.

Damon swiveled around in his chair taking a look out of his window. He was taking on a new role in his life now that he had entered his 30's. The role of a monogamist. Being a young businessman and not being not too bad on the eyes had allowed him to have relationships, purely sexual and otherwise with plenty of women. His last two relationships had been completely monogamous and it wasn't as if he hated them per se, he just got bored easily. The women were beautiful, smart, had great personalities, but sometimes he felt that he could never be on the same page with them and that often caused problems. He was determined to make this thing work with Andie and he knew that pretty soon, they would have to go public, but he knew the drama that would lie ahead if they did and he wasn't interested in it. He just wanted something easy, breezy and uncomplicated and he was working on it.

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Bonnie opened the door to the brownstone to the sound of Elena's giggles from the kitchen. She almost forgot that Elena was off for the next two days. She entered the kitchen and Elena was on the phone, undoubtedly talking to Matt. She gave Bonnie a quick wave before finishing up the conversation and ending the call, "Hey, you're back early," she observed.

"Yeah, well my Saturday mornings have changed slightly," Bonnie twisted her mouth a little.

Elena moved closer, "How?"

"Well they've been interrupted by a girl and her master," Bonnie slid onto the kitchen stools.

Elena looked at her confused, "Bon, are you moving into some really freaky territory? I mean, I know that you got bored with Enzo, but I didn't think you would go all the way left…"

Bonnie's eyes widened and she burst into laughter, "Umm…no…god Elena, did you get enough sleep? This guy comes in with his dog and I guess, this is week two of a little game we're playing."

Elena's eyebrows wrinkled, "A new guy huh? And a game?"

"Yeah, he asked me for a recommendation last week and I suggested a very strong espresso…he was not happy. So this week, he shows up and he buys me a coffee…we talked, it was nice."

Elena smiled, "Oh sounds you like him…"

"It's not like that…" Bonnie began and then she frowned slightly, "well, not exactly."

Elena moved closer, "What do you mean not exactly?"

Bonnie opened her mouth and closed it.

"Bonnie…"

"Ok, I kind of had a few dreams about him…"

"Dreams, what kind of dreams? Like scary dreams? Is he like some crazy guy from a Lifetime movie?"

"God…no…I don't think so and these dreams are more of the Skinemax veil…" Bonnie bit her lip.

Elena's eyes widened, "Sex dreams?"

Bonnie nodded closing her eyes and sighing, "And well, I've had at least two when I'm with someone else."

"Well I'm confused, if you two are playing some game and you talk and stuff, why aren't you going out? Is he gay?"

"No, he has a girlfriend."

"Ooooh…so he has a girlfriend, but he's talking you up in a coffee shop two weekends in a row?"

"It's not like that. It's just a friendly thing and men and women can be friends, you know," Bonnie argued.

"Maybe, but it sounds like the woman here is actually thinking of the man naked here."

"I know, but its probably because of me being so tired or something or because subconsciously I know that we are only having a very mild flirtation, it's nothing serious. Besides, I'm having fun with Tyler..."

"And Ben," Elena added.

Bonnie rolled her eyes, "Me and Ben are in the past. He got all in his feelings when he found out about Tyler, so that's done."

"Easy come, easy go," Elena shrugged, "and Bianca's coming, so I can only imagine who she's setting you up with."

"Tell me about it. I have a feeling that she's up to something and she's trying to marry me off, so Grams can be satisfied for awhile."

"Well you know they were planning your wedding to En…"

Bonnie blanched and immediately covered Elena's mouth, "Don't you ever repeat that."

Elena laughed, "Ok, I won't. I won't. But do you think that Bianca can get tickets for me and Matt to come to the game? We actually managed to both get off that night."

"I don't see why not," Bonnie shrugged.

"You know it still trips Matt out to see you and Bianca next to each other."

"Why? We barely look alike."

"Bonnie, you may be fraternal twins…but come on, the complexion, the eye color…the shape of the eyes…the height, you guys are thisclose to being identical," Elena laced her fingers together.

"We are two totally different people," Bonnie argued.

"Yes, who look very much alike. Hey, I would love to have a twin."

"Oh yes, the matching outfits until you are able to dress yourself. The perverts who want to tell you their fantasies, yeah so much fun," Bonnie rolled her eyes.

"I guess…hey, what are you doing tonight?"

"Tyler has some business dinner that he wants me to attend with him, so I'm getting all dolled up tonight."

"Well we all know he only deals in the best circles."

"The pretentious ones, but we have fun making fun of the snobs."

"So it will be fun."

"Very," Bonnie deadpanned.

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Damon slowly opened the darkening blinds in his office to look out at the lounge below. The place was already filling up and it was just what he enjoyed seeing. Revel was his brainchild with Stefan and the fact that the place was bringing in more money than he ever imagined it would was a plus. Moving to this mini metropolis of Mystic Falls wasn't exactly a move that he envisioned making after leaving so many years ago, but it was paying off. Recently, he and Stefan began talks in opening up a second place in town. If there was one thing their old man drilled into their heads was the only thing better than having one successful business was having multiple.

"Knock, knock," Andie's voice came through the other side of the door.

He tore his sight away from the floor below and headed over to the door, opening it to Andie dressed in her cocktail waitress uniform of a short black dress, with an accompanying purple belt. She was holding a tray with two rocks glasses with bourbon, "Thanks," he said removing one of the glasses, "looks busy down there."

"It is, people are asking where the very handsome and incredibly sexy raven haired owner is," she stated taking the other glass from the tray setting it down on the table.

"I will make my appearance soon, I just needed to finish up some of the numbers from the past couple of days. You know Stefan requires me to my complete my work by end of business Sunday."

"Oh Stefan," she smiled walking over to Damon and wrapping her arm around his neck, "I missed you today."

"Well I had kind of a busy day."

"Yes, running and coffee shop."

"Yup, if you would run with me—we could have more alone time."

"Or I moved in, we could have even more," she fluttered her eyelashes.

Damon smiled down at her. She had to be a little smarter than this, if she wanted to get him to do what she wanted.

"Damon, it would be so much easier if we just moved in together," she flung her other arm around his neck and began to pepper his neck with kisses, "just think you could have me every morning and every night," she slowly moved her hands to his chest, removing his black blazer slowly.

"Andie, we're at work…"

"And I'm about to work," she whispered, slowly moving to her knees.

"Andie…" Damon protested lightly as she went for his belt buckle.

"Just trying to give you a little something to think about while you're making a decision," she cocked her eyebrow looking up at him before methodically and slowly reaching into his boxers, removing him from his bondages. She licked her lips before taking him in her mouth, Damon braced himself against the desk as he breathed in deeply—maybe he should reconsider the moving in together thing.

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The light laughter that echoed around the table was what you would expect from one of the fancy dinners that Tyler had made it a point to drag Bonnie to. Tyler Lockwood was a stock broker that Bonnie came in contact during one of her young professional events. He had this rich, hot bad boy thing going on. He was intelligent, but also very arrogant. His arrogance was kind of a turn on; she was forced to admit. Their sex was definitely not pedestrian or boring, but that still hadn't stopped her from occasionally letting her mind drift.

Bonnie sipped casually on the champagne that flowed freely at the table, glancing around at the guests when she was momentarily distracted by a gentle, sensuous touch on her upper thigh. The mere movement, made her cross her legs as Tyler leaned closer to her ear, "Try not to look so bored," he whispered with a hint of amusement.

She turned to him, staring into his almost onyx colored eyes, "What are you talking about, I am enjoying Jim's story about catching the big one…although, I'm not sure if he's referencing an account or the trophy wife sitting next to him."

Tyler chuckled loudly before covering it up with a cough, "Be good."

"Who's the one touching my thigh?" she focused on him.

"Can you blame me, that split in that dress…" he trailed off shaking his head.

"Is perfectly acceptable," Bonnie gave him a withering smile.

Tyler grinned as he took a sip of his champagne matching Bonnie's gaze.

"Tyler, Bonnie…are we boring you over there?" Jim interrupted with a chuckle.

"Of course not Jim, you know I'm always interested in hearing your take on the business," Bonnie spoke up, "Tyler was just telling me that he would love to learn as much from you as possible," she smiled adoringly at Tyler, who gave her a tight smile while pinching her butt causing her to jump and giggle a little.

"You have a smart one there, Lockwood," Jim pointed with a grin shaking his head.

"That I do," Tyler kissed Bonnie softly on the cheek.

"You owe me," she mumbled into her champagne flute.

"And I will repay you," he answered into his wine glass.

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"How's it going tonight Anna?" Damon entered the bar area, sitting down the two used glasses. Anna, one of his best bartenders gave him a grin as she placed some bills into the tip can, "Can you tell by the smile on my face?" she quipped.

"Good, good," Damon looked out at the crowd. The fact that this town managed to bring him in the money he did, still shocked him. Who knew that Mystic Falls had such a vibrant night life that all converged on his place of business?

"But your girl is going to cause some trouble eventually," Anna sung causing Damon's head to whip around, "What are you talking about?" he moved closer to her.

"Well I don't know how much of a secret you two are supposed to be, but maybe you should share with her because I think she sees herself as third in command and the other girls don't appreciate that much."

Damon sighed. He had a feeling that this could possibly be an issue.

"Hey, you know I don't get all caught up in what you do with that weapon in your pants…" Anna commented with a glance to his crotch, "but apparently, you have that girl hypnotized into thinking that she's the Queen of this castle."

"I will handle it."

"Good because if she brings any attitude near me, I will rip her extensions out…k," Anna remarked sweetly before walking over to a bunch of men waving their credit cards in the air wanting drinks.

Damon scoped the room for Andie, who he noticed leaning against a wall chatting with one of the bouncers. She caught his eye and winked. He smiled tightly.

Andie had caught his eye immediately when he hired her and although, he pledged to Stefan before that he wouldn't sleep with or strike up anything with any of the employees—he couldn't help himself with her. She was beautiful, she made him laugh and she was entertaining to say the least. She helped him relax and after the last couple of months, that's what he needed. It was hard work making a business successful and the first couple of years are usually the hardest, so Andie was what Damon needed and what he wanted—but like everything else, nothing could come easy for him.

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Bonnie's breath hitched as Tyler kissed her back softly before lying beside her with a chuckle gathering the sheets around his waist, "You know, we should go to those events and drink champagne more often," he chuckled turning over, "Jim really liked you."

"Well you know, I'm likeable," Bonnie turned over staring up at him.

Tyler reached over and cupped one of her brown mounds, caressing it for a few moments, "So what are you up to this week—want to meet up again?"

"Meet up? Do you mean for dinner and sex?"

Tyler shook his head, "Trying to be smooth here."

"We're adults, there's no need to be smooth. We need to say exactly what we want nowadays."

"And what is it you want Bonnie Bennett?" Tyler rested his head on his hand, "because I think you made it pretty clear that you have no interest in a relationship…"

"Noo…you said that you weren't looking for anything serious and I agreed with you. I'm not looking for anything serious with you," she winked.

"Ahh, build a man up and then knock him down," Tyler feigned hurt.

"Oh come on Tyler, you know and I know that I am not the only one you're seeing," Bonnie chuckled, "the fact is, I was in a relationship for a long time and I just want to have some fun…safe fun…but fun."

"I see. Well I'm going to hop in the shower, then I will heat up some leftovers…you interested?" he asked sliding out of the bed while Bonnie ogled his backside.

"Sure…thanks," she stated watching him disappear into the bathroom. She looked over at her phone on the night table and reviewed her text messages. Listening to Tyler start to sing in the shower, she smiled. This relationship was exactly what she needed at the moment. After spending so many years in stilted bliss with Enzo, she was starting to rediscover herself again. Did she want a relationship with someone so soon? No. However, there was the nagging feeling inside that if she found the guy…the right guy who set every single one of her senses on fire, emotionally, intellectually and physically, that she would be ready for another relationship—but she would need to feel that…something. The issue was, she wasn't sure what the something was just yet or rather she didn't anymore. It wasn't just about sex. She and Tyler had no issues in that department, but there was something else. Something that she had yet to touch. The day she did touch it, she would know.

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The following Monday, Bonnie breezed into her office carrying her laptop, an iced tea and a smile on her face. It wasn't as if she had that good of a weekend, but she had a good date with Tyler and there was no trace of Damon evading her dreams. It wasn't as if she didn't enjoy a healthy fantasy or two, sometimes a girl needed something to jumpstart her alone time—but the fact that the object of her fantasies wasn't some out of reach actor and was actually a guy that she had struck up with a friendship, who was attached didn't help either. She was able to spend both Saturday and Sunday with Tyler, lounging in bed, making small talk and just being. It was nice.

She made her way to her cubicle and powered up her laptop and was immediately greeted with an email from her manager. It centered around a meeting about a new project. Not many details were included, but Jonah promised that the new project would be more in line with her skills, "No more toothpaste and toilet paper ads," she mumbled as she responded to the email and continued to go down the unread emails.

"Bon, you ready to go?" Jonah appeared over her cubicle an hour later.

"Sure," Bonnie undocked her laptop and began to follow Jonah Martin down the hallway towards one of the conference rooms, "so who are we meeting with?"

"A club owner. They are thinking about expanding and doing some rebranding," Jonah explained.

"Cool, well that's exciting."

"And since you are one of our youngest and brightest, I thought this would be something good to cut your teeth on."

Bonnie's heart grew as she smiled, "Well thank you," she grinned as they turned the corner and entered the conference room where a younger brunette male was seating looking over one of the Jay and Jones presentations.

"Stefan, it's great to see you!" Jonah greeted him with outstretched hands.

Bonnie watched as Stefan stood up. He was good looking, in a nontraditional way…strong chin, "It's a pleasure to actually make it into the office finally," Stefan commented and then looked over at Bonnie, "and is this the colleague, I've heard so much about?"

"Oh yes, this is Bonnie Bennett…she's one of our Junior Execs, but she's been with the company for quite some time," Jonah gestured for Bonnie to shake Stefan's hand.

Bonnie noticed Stefan's eyes flicker slightly as she shook her hand, "Bonnie, nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too, Stefan…" she searched for a last name, but couldn't remember if she heard it.

"Salvatore," he answered with a slight smile.

Realization dawned on her, "Stefan Salvatore."

"Well now that we all know each other, let's take a seat and see what you have in mind," Jonah grinned taking a seat at the conference table followed by Bonnie and Stefan.

Brother, she thought as she listened to Stefan inform Jonah of his and Damon's plans for opening up a second lounge and update their marketing. They were looking for the agency to come up with a name for the new lounge as well as a new advertising campaign. It seemed like a pretty good account, if they could land it and Bonnie definitely believed it would be a good way to make a name for herself amongst the businesses in Mystic Falls.

"Bonnie, will be the point person for you regarding this project—if you decide to accept our proposal," Jonah stood up.

Bonnie smiled as Stefan made eye contact with her, "Good. I will speak with my brother and we will be in touch. Thank you for your time," Stefan stood up shaking Jonah and then Bonnie's hands.

"Nice meeting you," Bonnie beamed as they headed towards the doors.

"Bonnie, I have another meeting to go to, can you please see Stefan out?" Jonah gestured towards the double doors.

"Of course," Bonnie moved towards the doors walking out with Stefan.

"That was a really good presentation, I think you will be hearing from us soon," Stefan looked down at Bonnie.

"That's a good thing…umm…I actually met your brother before," Bonnie turned to him. She hesitated on bringing up the fact that she knew Damon, but she didn't want to make it seem as though she was hiding the fact either.

"Yes, the coffee shop. He mentioned it to me in passing," Stefan nodded non-committedly.

"Yes, small world huh?" Bonnie asked as the elevator doors opened.

"Definitely so," Stefan stepped onto the elevator, "see you around Bonnie," he smiled before the doors closed.

Bonnie stepped back and blinked, "Well that was weird," she mumbled before heading towards the suite.

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Damon finished recording the weekend's earnings in Revel's financial database when his cell phone began vibrating on his desk, "Stefan, I thought you had a business meeting with that advertising agency this morning," he answered scanning the numbers.

"I did."

"And?"

"And it went well. I think they can help us."

"Well good, I see that you are going to find a way to spend the money that we make," Damon finished up an email to their financial investor.

"Gotta spend money to make it Brother, but did you ever look at who my meeting was with?"

"Nope, I've been busy."

"It was with an advertising firm and I met with the staff, one was actually pretty interesting."

"Really? Why?" Damon asked checking his emails.

"Her name is Bonnie…familiar huh?"

Damon stopped, "Bonnie?"

"Yes, pretty, the color of toffee, green eyes and cute mouth…very nice body."

Damon could hear Stefan's smirk through the phone, "Wait, you met Bonnie?"

"I did."

Damon wasn't sure what to describe the feeling that suddenly came over him, but his brother's tone when discussing his friend, didn't exactly sit right with him, "Well what happened?"

"She was assisting and they have some ideas for us regarding the new place and some rebranding ideas."

"Uh, huh and did you tell Bonnie that you were my brother?"

"No I didn't want her to hate me," Stefan answered as he heard Damon laugh sarcastically, "Right."

"I actually gave her my phone number, thought it would be nice if we met for coffee one of these days."

"You're a bastard, you know that right?" Damon found himself suddenly googling the company that he thought Bonnie stated she worked for.

Stefan laughed, "Damon, you sound kind of upset. I just want to get coffee with your friend," he teased.

"I know what you mean by that and I'm ending this call now. Send me the information on the new club information and the rebranding," Damon ended the call before his younger brother could say another word.

A part of him knew that Stefan was just jerking him around, but the feeling in the pit of his stomach that surfaced listening to Stefan told him that he is protestations about his newfound friendship may be more hollow than he previously thought.

Well Bonnie and Damon are tip toeing around each other right now, but how long will they be able to do it?

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