You guys can thank my sister for this chapter. She gave me the most enduring cold for Christmas leaving me nothing better to do than update and sleep. Jenny Bonnie knows what Damon put on the line for her, but her reaction might shock you. MsJanay16 Damon and Bonnie's relationship will get stronger as the story progresses. voicegrl Giuseppe is always a dick in my stories for some reason and Rebekah has her moments of pure bitchary. leni18 and 123xo I'm sorry I never mentioned her engagement, but we get to see more about Bonnie and her life before. Leni18 Bonnie does want to leave, but there's something about the Salvatore family that makes her want to stay. She tried to get away when she was with Glen, and being held by Mason (you'll see in a later chapter). I love your scene Idea 123xo and I hope this one is a good compromise. Happy reading- Julie

Bonnie's life flashed before her eyes when Giuseppe delivered the news of her induction into the family. He stood on a platform in the middle of the patio/dance floor with the band and announced it as a toast. Bonnie knew people were whispering about her all day, but it didn't bother her until this moment. "Bonnie please come up here," Giuseppe said holding his hand out for her.

Bonnie timidly made her way over to the platform with Caroline close behind her. Bonnie felt like her heart was going to fall out of her ass as the pounding moved from her chest and her head, down to her stomach. "This beautiful creature is smart, loyal, and according to Caroline and my credit card company a born shopper," he said getting a laugh.

"It is with great pleasure that we all welcome you to the family," he said raising his glass and having everyone else mirror his movements. "To Bonnie our newest Salvatore."

"To Bonnie," the crowd cheered.

The look in Giuseppe's eyes could be easily seen as admiration, but for Bonnie it was the look of possession. He now owned her and there was nothing she could do about it. Caroline hugged Bonnie and Bonnie clanged to her.

Katherine and Rebekah stood off in the wings. The second Bonnie left his side. Giuseppe flashed a cold smile over at Katherine. The angry brunette wondered what was so special about Bonnie that Giuseppe wanted to her for.

"Don't fret, I'm sure you'll be next, and he'll announce your engagement to Stefan," Rebekah reassured her.

"I'm sure you'll be married to Damon long before that happens," Katherine mumbled making Rebekah choke.

When Caroline looked into the small girl's eyes she saw fear. "Bonnie everything is going to be okay. I promise that nothing bad will happen. You're free," she said as she comforted Bonnie.

Bonnie tried to put on a happy front, but if she made the wrong move...she didn't want to think what would happen to her family. "Bonnie I brought something for that empty hand of yours," Tyler said giving her a glass of whiskey.

Tyler was truly an angel because that was what she needed, a nice stiff drink. Bonnie tossed back the drink and tried to center herself. "Are you going to say anything?" Caroline asked. She was surprised by how badly this was going and didn't know how to make this moment a happy one for her new sister.

Bonnie could see that Caroline didn't understand, but she didn't have the words to make her see. There was only one thing on her mind. "I'm never going home," Bonnie said looking daze. She walked pass Caroline and Tyler and quickly found herself in Caroline's room. She looked around at the pretty sight of cream and pink accent. The room was closing in on her and she was suffocating in the startling contrast of its normalcy to the dark dysfunction that was now her life. She went into the bathroom and locked the door.

Bonnie looked at the dolled up image before her. She looked pretty, gorgeous really, however, she had been so empty on the inside for so long. Bonnie grabbed a towel and washed the makeup off her face. She looked in the mirror again, but it still wasn't her. She wasn't Bonnie anymore. It wasn't Giuseppe that took that away from her either.

She had stop fighting for herself a long time ago. She fought and that didn't work. She compiled and that didn't work. So now what was there for her to do? She now lived in a perpetual state of learned helplessness. Where was she supposed to go from here?

"Bonnie is that you?" she heard from the other side of the door. It was Damon banging on the door. She looked at her reflection one last time. She didn't know if Bonnie was alive anymore. The last piece of hope she had just walked out the door. Giuseppe trapped Damon here, and now her.

"I just need a minute," she said not ready to face facts. She was now someone's property.

"Let me come in?" Damon asked in a gentle voice. He rarely used it with Bonnie so she didn't see the harm.

When she opened the door she took Damon by surprise. Her face was washed clean, her hair was a mess, and her eyes were puffy and bloodshot red. She certainly didn't look happy for someone brought out of the trade.

"What happened to you?" Damon asked looking over her undesirable appearance.

Bonnie begun to close the door in his face, but his hand flew to it. "Sorry," he yelled. "You just look like crap," he said making her try to slam his fingers in the door.

"Okay that didn't come out right," he said as he pushed against the door.

Bonnie used her body to try and shut the door. "Just go away Damon," Bonnie yelled at him.

"I will I just need to talk to you first. You know, make sure you're okay," he said pushing his way into the bathroom.

"No! I don't know Damon," she yelled as she sat on the edge of the tub. "All you seem to do is talk about how hideous I look."

"You're not hideous...just shocking. You know, compared to how you looked five minutes ago," he said sitting on the toilet. "What's got you all...upset?"

Just the thought of her situation brought her to tears. Damon moved in swiftly with tissue and a shoulder for her to cry on. "It's going to be okay," he said as he held her.

Bonnie felt it again. The comfort that being around Damon brought her. She didn't want to feel at ease. She didn't want to stop crying. "Stop trying to be my hero," she yelled as she pushed him away. Bonnie looked him in his eyes. "The more you help me the deeper I get. The more of me I lose," she cried.

Damon grabbed her hand and steadied her. "Why are you so upset with me? If it's really because I tried to comfort you, maybe you should get some help."

Bonnie slapped him clear across his face. "You stole my life and now you want to act like I'm crazy, you bastard."

Damn, Damon thought. She actually slapped the taste out of his mouth. Bonnie looked at Damon and the stunned look on his face. She wasn't a violent person and she just hit him really hard. She knew it was hard because her hand burned and prickled.

"Leave me alone," she said turning away from him.

Damon made her face the mirror and look at their reflections. "You are better than this," he started staring her in the eye through the mirror. "You are not going to sit here and cry about a life you don't have anymore."

Bonnie turned to him with her eyes ablaze, "Why do you get to say that Damon? Who gave you the right to make that choice for me? I didn't, God didn't. I've watched you sit on your knees and pray, do you really think he'd listen to you? You-You," Bonnie couldn't think of anything foul enough to call him.

"I know God is listening to me." he said looking down at the girl before him. "You wanna know how I know he is?"

Bonnie shrugged because she knew she was going to find out if she wanted to or not. "I want you here with me," he said looking down at her with gentle eyes. She never seen him look so venerable before. "I don't know what I would have done if someone else brought you. Do you know what's really out there for girls like you, Bonnie? Girls who are smart, and beautiful. Do you have any idea of the sick people in the world that wouldn't hesitate to have you-to hurt you?" he asked looking into her eyes.

"I hate that you are here and not in bumble-fuck Virginia living the life that was planned for you. It sucks that your parents probably think you're dead, and soon you'll just be a memory to the people you love. But, I'll be damned if I'm not happy you are safe from what could've happened if I let you get sold to someone else. I'm never going to regret the decision I made to keep you here."

"Hate me all you like Bonnie, because I'll do it all over again if that means I can keep you from getting hurt."

After a beat Bonnie whispered, "Like Isobel."

Damon froze at the mention of his sister's name. He didn't realize how far he was willing to go to keep Bonnie from that fate until this moment. He'd been praying since the day she got here that all of it was a mistake, and it was. Mason was never supposed to take her, and now he was going to fix this. "Yes, like Isobel."

The pair just sat in the bathroom in silence. That is until Rebekah came screaming down the hall for Damon. He excused himself and gave Bonnie an ultimate. She could give up, or have a new life with them. There wasn't any escape, or SWAT team waiting to save her.

Bonnie looked in the mirror and made a promise to herself. She was going to make sure that every kid that came to the boardinghouse had a choice. They would choose their own journeys, even if it killed her.

Two Years later

Bonnie and Damon had set off for Jacksonville, Florida. This was going to be her first time visiting Mia and Peter. She couldn't wait to see them, but she was nervous as to what to expect. Damon said Ms. Porter was a dog breeder and shower. She had a school for guide dogs that she wanted the kids to help with.

"Ms. Porter is defiantly strange, but she is nice. I'm sure you'll like her," Damon smiled over at Bonnie.

Now that she wasn't a slave Bonnie got a few freedoms. She was allowed to freely travel around town, but she only left the house to go to Gloria's shop, or the grocery store. She now had a phone, but it was some weird hi-tech tracking device she could only make emergency calls from, to preprogrammed numbers.

However, the best perk of not being a slave she got to write her family and let them know she was okay. She couldn't describe how amazing that felt. Of course her letter was riddled with lies about her joining a mission based in the mountains. She promised to write them more and sent some pictures she took in her short visit to Indonesia (which Tyler gladly provided) so they'd know she was okay. Bonnie hated lying to them, but she couldn't tell the truth. She didn't want to start world war three with all the connection her parents had versus the power the Salvatores had.

"Thank you for doing this Damon," Bonnie said as they walked up to the check in desk at their hotel.

"Don't mention it," he smiled at her. "We have reservation under Damon Salvatore," Damon said smiling at the receptionist. She was smitten with Damon and the million dollar smile he was giving her.

This was the seventh girl Damon flirted with in their short venture. Not that Bonnie had been counting. He obviously had a problem. He was addict to attention of the female kind. He needed girls to flirt with him on end to feel secure. That was Bonnie's diagnoses after her one semester of psychology. Damon was certainly high in neuroticism.

"So you're the lucky fella with our last room," the receptionist named Denise smiled at him. She was young and pretty. She had long blonde her and deep blue eyes. Her lips were painted a shimmering pink and she had a wide grin plastered on her face the moment she saw Damon.

"Actually the last two," Damon corrected.

"We have you down for a King suit with a full kitchen," the girl said checking the system one more time.

"That is not what I paid for," Damon said as he handed her his online confirmation.

"I'll get the manager and see what we can do," she said.

"Does that room have a pull out?" Bonnie asked.

"Yes all of our rooms do," she informed them.

"Could you refund him what he paid?"

"Yes, but I'd still have to get the manager." The young lady went into a side corridor behind the desk.

Damon looked down at Bonnie like he didn't recognize her. What was she doing? "It was probably a honest mistake we won't even be here that long," Bonnie said "I've slept on worst than a pullout."

"You're sleeping in a real bed, end of discussion," Damon said.

"Damon please don't make this into a big deal," Bonnie said with a little smirk knowing that if Damon Salvatore couldn't have his way, he was going to raise hell.

"Don't look at me like that," he ordered.

"Like you're insane, because you are," she smiled knowing Damon hated when Stefan said that to him.

"Next time I should just bring Stefan if you insist on acting like him," Damon accused.

"Or maybe just Stefan and I should come. We'd get along just fine without you," Bonnie said.

Damon knew she was merely teasing him, but he didn't want to think about his brother sharing a hotel room with Bonnie. "I'd love to see the day Katherine lets that happen," Damon smirked.

"She could come too we could have a threesome," Bonnie laughed.

"I'd actually pay to see that," Damon laugh.

"You can it will be on late night Cinemax," she said as Denise came back with her manager.

"I'm so sorry about the mix-up. Our online system has been failing all day and we had to turn away people because it was double booking rooms," the manager informed them.

"That's okay is there a way you could refund us and we can take the room you have," Bonnie smiled.

Damon stood quietly to see what Bonnie was trying to do. There was no way in hell she was sleeping on a pullout bed. "I can do that and give you a free night," she smiled as she put it into the system.

"Bonnie you're not sleeping on a pullout," Damon said.

"Fine, I'll sleep on the floor," she said smiling at the manager who paused.

"I'll sleep on the pullout okay," he said looking down at Bonnie.

"How gentlemanly of you," Bonnie smiled.

Soon they were in their room checking it out. "This is really nice," Damon said sitting Bonnie's thing on the bed.

"It is," Bonnie said as she walked into the bedroom. She fell back on the bed and turned on her side. "What do you want to do for dinner?"

Damon could not restrain the smile on his face. Bonnie looked amazing sprawled out on a bed like that. "The same thing we try to do every night, Pinky," Damon said.

"Try to take over the culinary world," Bonnie laughed. "How about I make you something?" Bonnie asked.

"You...Cook?" he said with dismissive look.

"When are you going to get over that? You hold grudges like a little girl," she said crossing her arms.

"You cut my soul when you said that," Damon accused.

"I didn't know you had one," she said with a playful smirk.

Damon loved how their fights were always playful nowadays. There had been a time or two when one was playing and the other was serious as a heart attack, but they always made up. "Of course I have a soul I don't go to church for nothing," he smiled.

"And all this time I thought you were praying that all the girls you frequented didn't turn up pregnant or give you anything."

"Someone sounds jealous," Damon said.

And he was right, but Damon never flaunted his love life in her face. She had never seen him go out with anyone or bring anyone home. He always kept that part of his life away from the business, but she heard stories. Wither it was in Gloria's shop, or out on the street. The ladies of Henry, Georgia all knew tales of Damon Salvatore. "Let's go shopping," Bonnie said grabbing her purse and walking past Damon.

Bonnie made Damon enough food to feed the town so they invited some of the workers up and a few neighbors from their floor. Bonnie had even brought Damon some bourbon to wash it all down with, he was sharing with a few kids from Whitmore College.

"That girl of yours is a good cook," Jesse said. He and his roommate Aaron were on their way back to Virginia from Tampa. They decided to stop and visit some of Jesse family.

"She's not my girl, but yeah she is a hell of a cook."

"You better make her yours soon," Jesse advised him as he left.

Damon wish things between him and Bonnie were that simple. He wanted to kiss her on numerous occasions. There were times when he'd touch her on impulse and she'd freeze and allow him to. He'd sometimes catch her admiring his physic and he always let his eyes drink her up.

With all that being said Damon was friend zoned. He and Bonnie were closer then she was with Caroline by some twisted turn of faith, though neither of them let Caroline in on that little secret.

"That wasn't half bad Bennett," Damon said as he helped Bonnie with the dishes.

"Well, I owe you a lot," Bonnie smiled.

Damon held her face in his wet, soapy hands. "You don't have to thank me for that Bonnie. You are a valuable part of this family and I don't know what I'd do without you," he smiled at her.

"All we do is fight," Bonnie laughed knowing she was more trouble than she was worth. But she was happy she didn't have to worry about the alternative to being in the boardinghouse.

"Yeah we do, but it's meanly because you're adorable when you're mad," Damon said as he knocked his shoulder into hers.

"You think I'm pretty," Bonnie said as she batted her eyelashes.

"Let's not put words into people's mouths Ms. Bennett," Damon smiled over at her.

Damon always gave her butterflies with that sweet smile of his. It was a lot gentler than his angry smile, and glowed in his eyes more than his amused smile. He seemed to adore her. Bonnie found herself moving her lips to his. It didn't take long for Damon to respond by bringing his hands to her waist. This kiss was a lot sweeter than their first, but they were still hungry for more of each other.

Bonnie pulled away from him. He looked questioningly at her. "Thank you for helping me. I should go to sleep," she smiled.

Before she left Damon grabbed her by the waist again and kissed her. "Now we're even."

Damon was awake sexting Rebekah when he first heard Bonnie groaning. He got up and looked in on her and she was fast asleep. He resumed his conversation with Rebekah, glad he didn't have to hear the girl talking in her sleep. Than he heard sniffling and deep breathing. He looked around trying to distinguish where the sound was coming from and got up again. He slowly opened Bonnie's door, and she was curled up in a ball weeping.

Damon went into her room and sat next to her on the bed. "What's going on, do you need something?" he asked assuming it was her time of the month.

Bonnie brought her knees closer to her chest. She had another nightmare about her family being killed. She'd been having dreams like that for a while, and the only one that knew was Caroline. "I'm okay," she lied. "You can go back to sleep."

Damon pulled Bonnie closer into his body and rested his chin on top of her head. "Whatever it is, it's going to be okay," Damon said as her rubbed her arm trying to fill her cold body with warmth.

"It's been two years and it still hurts. How can you say it's going to be okay?" Bonnie asked as she cried.

Damon got stiff realizing what was happening. Bonnie missed her family and her life. He tried to be comforting to her, but he was hurt. He never did a malicious thing to her. He loved her like she was family and as far as he was concerned she was. Why wasn't that good enough? Why wasn't he ever good enough for her?

"It will," Damon said. "Tell me about it. Tell me about your family," he said knowing keeping it all bottle inside was eating away at her.

Bonnie tried to envision her happiest memory and there it was. "My mom and my Grams are the same person, except my mom is more of a free spirit. My mom and dad traveled a lot so my Grams practically, raised me and my brother Jaime when their trips overlapped. There was this one day they both were living. My dad had a big case in Boston, and my mom is a travel writer, so she was going to a ranch in El Paso." Bonnie turned to face Damon.

"It was the day before Thanksgiving and they wanted us to celebrate it as a family before they left. My mom brought the world's largest turkey home and the thing didn't fit into the oven," she laughed. "My Grams was so upset with her. We had to take it to our neighbor's house and get a special pan to put it in so it could hang in the oven without a rack."

"Wow that's big," Damon laughed.

"That wasn't the worst of it. My mom sent my older brother Jaime to the store to get marshmallows for the yams, and times just flying by and he is nowhere to be seen. And boy oh boy is my mom getting mad. She called anyone that would listen as she and my Grams finished cooking everything else," she laughed.

"What about your dad?" Damon asked.

"I think he was getting the Christmas tree than," Bonnie said trying to remember. "Oh yeah he was because Lexi, Greta, and Matt were helping me decorate," Bonnie said. "We were waiting to send my dad to the attic to get the tree decorations because Jaime never came back."

"You should have seen the tree it was beautiful, massive," Bonnie said as her eyes lit up. Damon was taken by how happy she looked. "So dinner was done and our family and friends were starting to arrive. My uncle Jonas and my Dad came in with this huge tree and everyone was in all of it, but it was too big for the dining room. So my dad and my uncle took it out back and started hacking away at the bottom of the tree, and they bring it back and the angel just barely fits on the top. All of us put our ornaments on the tree and now it's time to eat. Still no Jaime. My dad is pissed now because we were calling his cell all day, and Mrs. Forbes found it in the fridge next to the cranberry sauce he put away."

They both laughed at her brother's ridiculous mistake. "We just get finish saying grace and we all start going around to say what we're thankful for, and Jaime comes in yelling for my dad. My dad stood up just as my mom comes in with the turkey and he knocks into her and it falls in slow motion to the floor, just as Jaime comes to the doorway with this skinny little mutt of a dog. The dog ran for the turkey barking as loud as can be freaking out my friend Greta. She jumps out of her chair and knocks over the Christmas tree and it slams into the table and everyone jumps out of their seats. My Grams sighed and threw her napkin on the table and it gave under the weight and collapses," Bonnie laughed.

"I thought our Thanksgivings were eventful. What happened to the food?"

"All of it was on the floor or covered in tree needles. It was the worst family dinner ever, but that made it the best," Bonnie sighed. "We eat pizza that year for Thanksgiving."

"I'd assume so," he laughed. "Did you have a boyfriend?" Damon asked.

"I am-was engaged," she said. "To my friend Matt, we started dating junior year," she said with a warm smile. "We were going to elope after we graduated college. He wanted to be an engineer, and I was going to be a teacher, and we were going to move to some big city and have two kids, and a dog." One tear fell down her cheek.

"What was he like?" Damon asked.

She blushed a little. "Matt was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. He had the bluest eyes. I used to call him Matty-Blueblue. He was the starting quarterback for our team in high school and that got him an amazing scholarship for college. I only became a cheerleader so I could stalk him," she admitted a little embarrassed.

"You guys sound like the American Dream," he smiled at her.

"I guess we were," she smiled at him. Then she looked confused.

"What's going on in your head right now?" Damon asked.

"How did you get here?" she asked.

Damon never told her the story of his kidnapping, he never really told her anything directly about his past. "We went to Disney World on our annual trip there labor day weekend. I was trying to save Isobel. Alaric and Richard, Tyler's father, were taking her away, and I just screamed for help and I started
punching and kicking," he laughed. "I was going to do whatever I could to free my sister."

"What happened to her?" Bonnie asked.

Damon laughed. "She got shuffled around a lot but she found some older woman to care for and she married her grandson. They have two boys," he smiled at her.

"Do you miss her?"

"Every day," Damon said not being able to resist the urge to touch her. He gently stroke her cheek. "I think about her all the time."

"Do you ever want to go home?"

"I thought about it a lot. When Stefan got old enough to take over things I was going to leave," he said revealing his plan to her. "That's probably why I was always so hard on him, because I wanted to be free from all of this," he shrugged.

"Why didn't you leave?"

"Katherine changed a lot, but I love my family. I tried to a million times to separate what I want from how I feel, but I keep coming back to the same place. Caroline and Stefan are my brother and sister in every way that counts. I've spent my whole life being that for them, and I don't know how to stop. I don't want to stop," he said looking at Bonnie.

"So if Isobel and your parents came to get you one day, you wouldn't go?" she asked.

"Not if it meant Caroline and Stefan had to stay," he shrugged.

"Thanks for telling me about your sister," she smiled.

Damon kissed her forehead. "You're welcome," he said getting up.

"Wait," Bonnie said stopping him. "Will you stay?" she asked.

"Sure," Damon said laying back down. Bonnie wrapped her arm around his middle and used his chest as a pillow. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

Damon and Bonnie had been enjoying their week in Jacksonville. Their first day with Mia and Peter was all business. The kids put them to work and man was it hard. Peter thought them different commands and showed them tricks the dogs could do. Mia showed them how to restrain the dogs and took them out for a run.

Today was their last day to spend with Mia and Peter so Damon was treating them to Chuck E Cheese's.

It was Mia's birthday and she had requested this since the very beginning. Damon brought her princess Merida cupcakes and the ridiculously large candle she wanted. "Make a wish Mimi," Bonnie said as she lite the candle.

Mia was wearing a blue sparkly dress and a blue crown. She was happy to have everyone she cared about around for her birthday. Bonnie put pizza on everyone's plate and Mia gave Damon a hug. "Thank you Damon."

"Anything for you Mia," he said giving her a kiss on her forehead.

"We love you both a lot," Bonnie said.

Mia's eyes widened and her hands waved in the air. "My wish came true," Mia said as she danced in her seat.

"What did you wish for?" Damon asked her.

"That you and Bonnie could be our mommy and daddy and we could be a real family," Mia said eating her pizza. "And Bonnie said you love us and that's what a family isn't that right Damon. A family is people that love each other a lot."

"You're my smart little girl, but that brother of yours is trouble," Damon said looking at Peter.

"Its okay Pete mommy knows you're a good boy," Bonnie said hugging Peter.

Damon and Bonnie spent the whole day playing house with Peter and Mia. They kissed a few times when the kids weren't looking, and held hands. One of the parents commented on how beautiful their family was and Damon thanked Bonnie for being such a caring and attentive mother, while Bonnie boasted about Damon's daddy powers.

They both didn't want the day to end, but it was over soon, and they were in the hotel getting ready to hang out with Jesse and some other people at the hotel bar. Bonnie brought a nice black dress that hugged her curves and Damon wanted to rip the thing off.

"If you wear that you might cause a bar fight," he smiled at her.

"You don't have to flatter me anymore," Bonnie laughed.

"You're beautiful Bonnie Bennett," Damon said as he kissed her cheek.

Damon and Bonnie didn't spend much time with each other at the bar. He had been dancing and acting a fool while Bonnie decided to be more reserved on account of her dress being so tight. She sat at the bar and talked to Megan a childhood friend of Jesse and Aaron. She wanted to be a marine biologist and was telling Bonnie about some of the studies she's worked on.

"Jesse and I are gonna go back to our room would you like an escort?" Aaron said.

Bonnie could see Megan was crushing hard on Aaron and that he had a mutual like.

"I'm gonna go up with Bonnie and Damon in a minute," she smiled.

"Ok, but you have to call when you get in," Aaron said.

"Here Bonnie you should call too," Jesse said as he gave Bonnie his number. "That way we know you're both alright," Jesse winked.

"Thanks" Bonnie laughed.

"How do you do that?" Megan asked. "How do you get guys to see you like that?"

"I'm still trying to figure it out. Some guys see it, but the one you're doing it for never does," Bonnie smiled.

"Is this about Mr. Sexy dancing over there?" she asked

"Yeah a little. I can't be with him if I wanted to, but it still doesn't keep me from wanting him to notice me."

"Why can't you be with Damon he's not married is he?"

"He does have a girlfriend. She's part hell hound I'm sure," Bonnie said making Megan laugh. "But we're business partners and it's against a million rules," she said referring to Giuseppe's strict orders.

"What kind of business are you in?" Megan asked.

"We run a daycamp for troubled kids," Bonnie said.

"I wouldn't pin Damon as the kid type."

"Damon is quite demotic. He is a regular Mr. Mom."

"My ears are ringing," Damon said.

"The way you were dancing, I'm surprised you're not deaf," Bonnie laughed.

"You know what I have half a mind to leave you here," Damon frowned.

"I'd survive," Bonnie smiled. "Then I could go back with Megan and the boys."

"Or you could get back on my good side by dancing with me," Damon said hiding his hand out to her.

"Why not," Bonnie said.

Damon wasn't being nice when he asked her to dance. He saw Jesse give Bonnie his number and he wanted to know what she intended to do with it. "Are you and Jesse a thing?" Damon asked as he looked down at Bonnie.

She shot a questioning look up at him. "Were you watching us?" Bonnie asked.

"Of course I was. We're at a bar and you're dressed like, like that," Damon yelled.

"Careful Damon I might start to think you care."

"We wouldn't want that now would we?"

"You don't have to be jealous Damon," she said teasing him.

"I'm not jealous," he snorted. "I'm just a concerned friend looking out for his best friend."

"And that's what Jesse was when he gave me his number. He wanted to make sure we got in safely. Stop being a butt head."

Damon was relieved that nothing was happening with Bonnie and Jesse, but now he had a bigger issue. He was extremely jealous and had no right to be. So what they had kissed a couple of times that meant nothing.

"That's good to know," Damon smiled.

"Aren't you go to apologize?" she asked as they went back to the table to collect Megan.

"I would have to be sorry to apologize," he shrugged.

"You are unbelievable," Bonnie said grabbing her stuff.

Bonnie packed her things in silence. Damon was sitting on the bed beside her, but she wasn't paying him any mind. Damon wanted to touch her and kiss her and rip off the incredibly revealing dress she was wearing. Damon got off the bed. Bonnie didn't want him to think she cared so she didn't see where he was going.

Damon walked up behind Bonnie and caressed her sides. Her hair was in a ponytail so he kissed her neck. "I surrender my sincerest apology to you," Damon whispered against the shell of her ear. Bonnie was captivated by how his touch could stir so many feelings inside her.

Bonnie turn around in an attempt to stop him, but before she could utter a word he was kissing her lips. They fell back on the bed and he hiked up the bottom of her dress. Blame it on the liquor, but Damon was going to take Bonnie to another world tonight.

Damon suck at her neck marking his territory. Bonnie was going to be resurrecting monuments in his honor once the night was threw.

Bonnie loved the feel of is growth against her core. She had forgotten how much in the two years since she first felt it. Bonnie let her hands trail up his shirt. She gently rubbed his nipple between her fingers and pinched at them.

Damon moved his hand under the elastic of her thong and the second his fingers pierced her she jumped ten feet in the air. "What's wrong?" he asked as he reclaimed his prey.

"We shouldn't do this," Bonnie said against his lips. And before he could ask her why the hell not, she give him two good reasons. "Rebekah is already going to kill me for all the kissing. I know we were drinking, but that's no excuse for this."

"You're right. I'm sorry," Damon said as he fixed his clothes. "I'll see you in the morning."

Bonnie gave Damon a hug. "Goodnight Damon," she said as she squeezed him.

"Goodnight Bonnie," he smiled as his took in a nose full of her sweet scent.

The next chapter is done, and I'll post it really soon. Thanks for reading.