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Caroline raised her head towards him her brows knit together. Elijah and Kol exchanged a weird look, as well as Elena and Stefan.
"From the very first second I entered your lives, I made them living hells. I ruined your relationships, killed your loved ones." He stated looking precisely at Elena clearly conveying a personal message to her. "I guess I just never thought I would feel this way about one of you." He confessed and turned his head to Caroline. "I have lived a thousand years. I've learned not to care and not to take things personally. I am not trying to make excuses for what I did: I was determined to break the curse; I did what I had to do to make that happen and the truth is I'm not sure I wouldn't do it all over again…" He declared.
Elena's jaw tightened a little and she swallowed difficultly. Stefan put his hand on top of hers on her thigh in support. He knew how much she still missed Jenna.
"I'm not asking for your forgiveness." He told them. "But I am sorry." He expressed his apologies.
Caroline's eyes widened at Klaus in wonder. 'My God…' was what went through her mind in that mind. She couldn't believe it. She couldn't believe anything he had just said. A week ago, she didn't think Klaus was even able to utter the words 'I am sorry', and now, here he was: presenting his apologies to her friends! Merely for her sake! He was…, he was unreal. He was everything she had ever wanted in a man and more. Was there anything he wouldn't do for her?!
Bonnie looked at Jeremy who looked away quite incredulous about what he had just heard, then, turned to Elena and Stefan silently asking them if they should respond something. Stefan and Elena exchanged a look silently coming up with a decision. Fortunately for them, they didn't get a chance to…
"Yes, Klaus, thank you." Damon said sardonically.
Everyone with the exception of Klaus and Elena –who merely closed her eyes and shook her head –turned to the elder Salvatore their brows knit together.
"What is the matter with you?" Caroline questioned him in a disbelieving voice.
"Care, please…" Elena asked her friend.
"No, seriously, I'm sorry." The blonde apologized to the brunette: she wasn't backing down on this. "What is the matter with you?! What are you even doing here? I didn't invite you." She remarked.
Damon simply huffed. "What? You really thought I was going to let her come here alone?" he asked pointedly.
"She's not alone!" Caroline practically yelled at Damon.
"Oh lord…" Elijah said lowering his head and briefly closing his eyes.
"She's with her boyfriend: Stefan, who was actually invited!" she commented.
"Who do you think you are?" Rebekah outdid the other blonde. "You can't just come here into my brother's house and deliberately scorn him and…"
"Alright! Enough!" Elijah intervened. There was no way he was going through yet another drama-gathering, and in his own house in addition. "Everybody's point was gotten: Caroline is grateful, Niklaus is sorry, and Rebekah is angry. We got it! Let's eat now!"
"Amen!" Kol exclaimed before he dug his fork in his plate causing the half of them that wasn't too tensed to laugh.
/
44 hours before
Klaus was in his bed, under the sheets, reading a book while waiting for Caroline to join him. His bedroom had more or less become her bedroom though she still had trouble admitting it: but really, she slept there with him every night, and they spent almost every waking moment together there too, so…
When he heard his door open –knowing it was Caroline –he closed his book and put it down on his nightstand before looking in Caroline's direction. She was wearing a white nightie and her perfect blond curls cascaded magnificently over her bare shoulders: she looked like an angel… in the most literal sense of the term; the only thing missing was the wings in her back. Yet, at the moment, the thoughts going through Klaus' mind were anything but catholic thoughts.
"Wow." He let out causing Caroline to giggle a little and lean forward.
She advanced towards the bed and slowly climbed in from the other side. Klaus simply watched her, in utter wonder. She slipped under the sheets and moved closer to him in the bed. She brought her face closer to his and Klaus just stayed there, still, his eyes riveted on hers, waiting expectantly for her to make her next move leaving her all control.
What was it that this woman did to him? Or should he think vixen?
Caroline grabbed his scruff gently and pressed her lips against his. Their lips moved in unison in slow motion. The kiss started off as tender but quickly grew fierce. She pulled away but kept her forehead pressed to Klaus' and started caressing his almost non-existent beard.
She opened her eyes to meet his smiling lovingly at her. The small smile on his face broadened when she smiled back at him.
"What was that for?" Klaus inquired.
"You know." She replied.
"I do?" he asked, oblivious, raising his eyebrows at her.
"Thank you for tonight." The blonde simply said.
Tonight's dinner had been a rather successful dinner indeed. No blood was spread for starters…, what was in itself an exploit. All his siblings had behaved, even Kol; they had made polite conversations, and all in all, not so much sassy comments had been exchanged… Honestly, Klaus was impressed by the evening. He wasn't sure that they could pull it off, but they did.
Klaus smiled brightly at her in response with that dazzling smile of his. Caroline would never get enough of that smile.
"Your behavior was exemplary." She acknowledged.
"I promised you I would be on my best behavior." He reminded her. "Did you doubt me?"
"I didn't." She answered. "You impressed me though: you exceeded my expectations." She confided to him.
"I am full of surprises." He stated in a playful tone.
"You really are, Klaus." She told him in a very serious voice looking him straight in the eyes, as opposed to his mere seconds before. "Contrary to what most people think, they aren't all bad." She commented.
Klaus smiled lightly at her declaration, his deep blue eyes never leaving hers. He could get lost into them. She had the most beautiful pair of eyes he had ever seen…along with the prettiest smile and the most infectious laugh and… She was one hell of a woman: a true angel who had saved him.
"Although…" she started and lowered her head. "…you didn't have to do that, you know?" She told him looking back up at him.
"Do what?" He asked her in a false innocent voice.
"Apologize to my friends." She said. "I appreciate it… greatly, but you did not have to do that. I know that it's not easy for you…" she paused. "…to apologize…to anyone, and you didn't have to do that just to please me." She finished.
"I know." He simply said.
"Then why did you that?" She asked him her brows furrowed in confusion.
"Because I owed it to them." He responded pointedly.
Caroline straightened her shoulders, even more confused than a few seconds before.
"Caroline, I ruined those people's lives. I killed their loved ones, compelled them, separated them…" He said that last statement of how horribly he had torn Stefan and Elena apart, and the worst part was he had done without a conscience and without any valid reason, just for his sole pleasure and out of boredom. "My apology was long overdue, Caroline." He confessed.
At his declaration, Caroline stared at Klaus in wonder, almost as though she didn't know him. Who was this man? She had no idea…
Eight years ago, she hated Klaus; she actually did. She regarded him as this heartless and soulless monster who didn't care about anybody but himself, and at the time, with everything that he had inflicted upon her and upon her friends, he deserved it. Yet, today, at this instant, when she looked at him, she saw the most handsome man she had possibly ever seen. She saw this incredible caring, generous –at least with her –man who was far from evil.
When her eyes blazed into his, she felt like she saw right through him, and what she saw was so beautiful yet heartbreaking that it made her heart constrict painfully in her chest. She wasn't sure what had happened to him, what had caused this sudden and outstanding transformation or if deep inside, Klaus had always been this exceptional man, but she was grateful to have this man before her, and she was very glad that she got to call him her boyfriend.
He had made so much progress in so little time… The thought that she was the least responsible for this change made Caroline's heart flutter.
Caroline knew Klaus felt immensely blessed to have her in his life; she could tell by how his eyes shone whenever her blue irises met his. But in reality, she was the lucky one: she had this wonderful man who was crazy about her, who literally worshipped the floor she walked on, whose sole purpose was to please her and who would do anything for her. 'Who doesn't want that?' In Caroline's book, that made her one of the luckiest women in the world, if not the luckiest.
"I really have a great influence on you, don't I?" She eventually said jokingly after she came out of her thoughts.
Klaus burst out laughing of that laugh that melted her heart, and her lips formed a smile without her even realizing. She was melting… He melted her…
"You really do." Klaus agreed.
"I was just kidding." She said.
"I'm not." He opposed. "You do: you're the reason why…"
"Stop; stop." Caroline cut him off. "Don't do that. It's not true. You can't make someone change: they have to do that for themselves. The only one responsible for the person that you are is yourself."
"Maybe so." Klaus conceded tilting his head lightly. "But we all need incentive." He said moving his head from left to right. "And that's what you are to me: you challenge me, you push me every single day to be more than I ever thought I could be. And you've been that for a good while now… even when you didn't realize it." He assured her. "…or me." He added pensive.
As he said the works, Klaus realized just how much they spoke the truth: Caroline had been his motivator before even he realized it. That night on her birthday when he came to her to offer her his blood had marked a new chapter in his life –the best chapter he hoped. It had been the beginning of everything… He may have saved her life that night, but she eventually did so much more for him: she saved his soul, one he didn't even know he possessed, and one no one ever granted him to possess.
He lightly shuddered when Caroline raised her right palm to the side of his face bringing him back to the present time. His eyes focused back on her, and the corners of his mouth rose in a smile without him even wanting it as the angel in bed with him caressed his stubble while gazing lovingly at him. It was funny and kind of magical how much he appreciated this: her touch, in any way or form, he who had never bore any type of affection thrown this way –mainly because he had never really received any during his human life or after for that matter. When it came to Caroline however, Klaus found that he not only welcomed her shows of affection, he craved for them.
He was so head over heels in love with this woman it scared the crap out of him. He had never felt this way. He thought he had loved Tatia but comparing to what he felt for Caroline, that was nothing! No one had ever done to his heart what Caroline did. He had never felt like this for any other woman… not quite like this…, and he didn't know whether he should run the other way or hold her tight and never let her go.
When he was with Caroline, as crazy as it sounded, Klaus felt… protected. He felt as though nothing could touch him, as though he was unattainable… He had never experienced this before: not after he first turned, not when he finally broke his curse, not when he sired his first hybrid, never. This feeling was specific to Caroline and the way she made him feel.
He cherished every moment with her, and when they were together, nothing mattered to him but them and the present instant, absolutely nothing. All his troubles, all his worries, anything that bothered his mind… it all became minor problems, problems with no importance. His attention was solely on her: the stunning goddess who had entered his life and enthralled him against his will. And it wasn't just that: the mere thought of her had an almost magical effect on him. Sometimes, all he needed was to think of her to become appeased and to feel light-hearted. He had never tasted it before, so he didn't know much about the concept, but what he was feeling lately, what he had been feeling this past week seemed a lot like happiness to Klaus.
"You are everything that is good… and right in my life." He confided to her with a sincerity most people didn't think he was capable of staring right into her blue irises.
Caroline didn't say anything back. She merely held his face and leaned in for a kiss. She pressed her lips tenderly against his and poured all her genuine feelings for him into that kiss, all her affection. She only pulled away when she lacked air.
"All my human life I was told that nice people finish last and that caring is a weakness, and I guess at some point, it got through me." Klaus said thoughtful. "I guess at some point, I accepted those statements as true."
His eyes focused back on her and he saw how she was looking at and listening to him intently. "But you proved me that's not true, Caroline. You proved to me that caring… and feeling isn't a weakness. Well, it is but… they can also be one's greatest strength." He clarified. "You're my greatest strength." He told her as openly as he had ever said anything, and Caroline was blown away by his display of emotions.
"Most of my life, I've felt alone, even when I was with people…" He confided to her. "…and" he continued with a fake laugh. "…contrary to what I want the world to believe I've felt powerless." He looked up at her and gazed into her deep ocean eyes before he declared: "That was… until I met you."
That was true. Klaus had always felt alone and powerless… for as long as he could remember. He was a victim all his human life. That's why when he turned he swore he'd never be in that position again. There were only two categories of people in life: the weak and the strong, and Klaus had chosen to which category he wanted to belong. But the truth was he had never felt strong, not until today, not until he felt like Caroline was his and he was hers. With her, all impossibilities became possibilities.
"I've always considered myself a burden." He continued. "…probably because I was raised like I was one. I was disregarded and mistreated by the man I thought was my father, and my mother couldn't care less. She would never put up a fight with him, not for me at least… She was too ashamed. I was the opprobrium of the family. I wasn't as educated as Elijah, I wasn't as strong as Finn, I wasn't as funny as Kol, I wasn't as smart as…" He trailed.
"Henrik?" Caroline completed for him.
He turned his head to her and frowned at what he saw. He was so caught up in his story he hadn't even noticed Caroline's eyes get watery; it wasn't until one tear fell off her blue eye that he realized she wasn't okay.
"Caroline? Love?" He said in a questioning voice. "What is it? Why are you crying? I didn't mean to make you cry." He told her.
"Then, you shouldn't have said that!" She replied in a crying voice, annoyed not so much at him than at herself, and mostly at those godforsaken people Klaus, Kol, Rebekah and Elijah used to call their parents. She wiped a tear away. "No one should have to go through that. No one should ever feel like they're not enough…, like…" The words got caught in her throat as she got dragged back into her own traumatic childhood and adolescence.
She swallowed the lump in her throat before she went ahead. "…like there is not one person in the world that loves them." She finished.
Klaus cupped her chin and turned her face to him. He wiped away her tears with his hard artist fingers and then passed his arm around her shoulders to bring her to him. She laid her head pressed against his cheek, her hand on his stomach.
"You really are the most compassionate person, you know that, right?" He told her before he raised his head and half-rolled his eyes. "Oh right, of course you don't." He said mockingly earning himself a nudge in the rib.
They remained like that for several minutes before Klaus moved his head away from hers to look at Caroline. She did the same. "You seem like you've been there." He remarked without further elaboration knowing she would get it.
She looked away.
"I have." Caroline answered as simply, a blank look in her eyes that made Klaus' heart freeze. "But I'd rather not get into it now." She said.
"You don't have to." He told her, understanding.
She turned her head back to him. "Thank you." She said in a small, almost inaudible voice reflecting all the exhaustion she felt.
"And it goes both ways, you know?" She told him. "Everything that you said…, it goes both ways." She paused to just gaze into his azure eyes for a moment. "You make me so happy, Klaus." She declared shaking her head, emotions overflowing in her voice. "You have no idea just how happy you make me."
He smiled sweetly at her and she leaned in to kiss him. It was supposed to be a soft quick kiss, but as always with them, the kiss grew in intensity and quickly became passionate. They both pulled away and gazed tenderly into the other's eyes.
"And I'm not the only one who cares about you: your family does too. Rebekah, Elijah… even Kol…" She said his name rolling her eyes. "They love you. You are everything to them… same way they are everything to you." She assured him.
"If you say so." He said, skepticism and lightness laced inside his voice as opposed to the seriousness that was there a minute before.
"I say so." Caroline affirmed making pointed eyes at him forbidding him to contradict her. He knew better, and didn't.
She removed her hand form his neck and looked down. "Speaking of which, I wanted to talk to you about Elijah." She said hesitantly passing a soft hand through her hair.
"Okay…" Klaus said his brows slightly furrowed cautiously taking in her sudden nervous attitude. This must be serious.
"I think Elijah's lonely." She declared.
"Alright..." Klaus simply said to indicate that he was listening and waiting for her to go ahead.
"I mean, we're all in a relationship: you and I are together…"
At that, he caught her off guard by leaning in and pressing a soft kiss on her cheek. "That's right." He commented happily, and it made her smile goofily. "Go ahead." He encouraged her.
She struggled to keep the smile off her face: he made her feel so special, and he was always so loving with her… it wasn't even funny anymore. It was starting to become an issue; he was starting to become a very problematic distraction.
She eventually managed to regain a serious expression to discuss the matter that troubled her mind. "Rebekah is with Matt. Kol is…" Caroline wasn't sure what to say about the youngest Mikaelson brother. "Well, Kol is so into himself that there isn't really any space left for anyone to like him." She declared, and Klaus wasn't sure if it were her words or her face when she spoke them that made him laugh so hard.
"So what do you suggest? You want us to fix him blind dates?" He said jokingly amusement and mockery ringing in his voice. "For some reason, I doubt he'd be interested."
Caroline nudged him in the stomach. "I doubt that too." She agreed. "Besides, I think you know there is only one woman he's interested in." She said and gave him a conspicuous look.
He narrowed his eyes at her.
"Katherine." She elaborated. "Katerina, or whatever you call her." She rectified making a face and shaking her head her eyes closed.
He stared at her for a moment not saying a word simply searching her face with his eyes looking for an indication that would let him know that she was actually kidding him.
"Where is this coming from?" He ended up asking her.
"Klaus…" She started.
"Oh my God…" He let out as the realization dawned upon him and she looked up at him her brows furrowed. "Elijah came to whine to you, didn't he?" He started making assumptions startling Caroline.
Was-he-serious?
"You're kidding me, right?" She asked him disbelieving. "How bad do you know your brother?" She said shaking her head. "Elijah would never ever come complain to me! Not even in a million years!" She told him since clearly, he didn't know. "Especially not to me." She reiterated.
"So how do you know about Katerina and Elijah?" He interrogated her. "What am I even saying? There is no Katerina and Elijah." He immediately corrected himself. "Nor will there ever be." He added in a certain voice.
"Klaus, come on… I know you hate Katherine, and you know what? I feel you. I'm not her biggest fan either." She assured her. "I mean she did kill me." She said more to herself than to him.
"One more reason to want her dead."
"My point is…" She gave him a reproachful look for interrupting her. "…if I can look past that for Elijah's sake, then why can't you?" She asked him truthfully confused. "He is your brother, Klaus." She reminded him.
"She betrayed me, Caroline." He said simply and she rolled her eyes.
"Caroline!" He reprimanded her.
"Gosh, how hypocritical can a man be?" She rhetorically asked him.
"Excuse me?" He asked in an outraged voice.
"You were going to kill her!" She reminded him. "Weren't you? What was she supposed to do? Sit there and wait for it to happen?" She asked him. "Are you being serious with yourself, right now, Klaus? You're being a hypocrite! She did exactly what you've been doing for a millennium: she fought for her life. And she's entitled to some sort of respect for that, especially from you."
"I do respect her." Klaus let her know. "I do respect her. She escaped me five hundred years ago, and she's been hiding from me ever since. Trust me, I respect her. I just hate her more." He declared.
"Well, Elijah doesn't hate her… He loves her."
"Yes, and that makes him the most stupid of them all." Klaus said.
"You know what? That's your opinion." She paused. "You may think that Elijah is a fool for still loving her in spite of all their history, and hey, maybe he is. But you don't get to judge him. If he decides to forgive Katherine and let her inside his heart again in spite of all she's done, that's his decision, not yours." She said to him. "You may see him like some love sick fool, but he's in love. The two are linked." She stated. She looked away as she went ahead and got carried away. "When you love somebody, you make crazy and stupid things because love is crazy! You forgive things that appear to be unforgivable to others because you hardly have a choice. You love that special someone and you simply cannot live without them."
Klaus looked at Caroline intently as she delivered her passionate speech. He looked away as soon as she recovered from her emotions and directed her gaze towards. "What would I know about that, right?" She said with bitterness, one that the blonde disliked very much.
"Klaus…" She started searching for his eyes, calling them to her.
"I don't want to talk about this anymore, love."
Caroline sighed. What a change to what the mood was like between them not even ten minutes before. "Fine. I'm dropping it, but Klaus… Look, I'm not demanding anything of you. This doesn't really concern, but… Elijah is your brother. Here you were just moments ago telling me how good you feel since we've been together and how happy I make you… Don't you want your brother to feel the same way?" She coaxed.
He didn't respond. He merely cupped her face and pressed a tender kiss upon her forehead as she closed her eyes to enjoy his touch. He then turned to his side of the bed and reached out to turn off the lights.
He got in a lying position on the bed and pulled a willing Caroline with him. He covered them with the sheets and once she was secured and protected in his arms, he once again kissed her forehead with all the affection he held for her.
"Love…?" He called after a while. He knew by her breathing she wasn't asleep yet.
"Mmmhh?" She hummed.
"I'll think about it." Klaus promised, and it was enough to put a huge happy smile on her face.
He felt her smile against his chest, and that made him happy.
This time, it was her who pressed a gentle kiss against his torso, just before she left Klaus' warmth and turned around to get in her usual sleeping position on the side. And just as always, Klaus got on his side as well and curled up behind her. He surrounded his blonde's waist with his arm and she tucked her head underneath his chin with a soft sigh, glad to find his warmth again and to sleep in the safe embrace of his arms.
/
30 hours before
"Jeremy? Jeremy?!" Bonnie called advancing in a room of the Lockwood Mansion which she didn't even suspect the existence. She looked around at the search of Jeremy whom had just sent her a text asking her to meet him down there when she saw him appear from yet another room she had no idea existed in nothing other than a pair of boxer shorts. She glanced at his member in spite of herself and then immediately looked away as the sight burned her eyes and set her cheeks on fire.
'Jesus' she thought to herself. She covered her lips with her index and middle finger as she saw him approach her. He stopped a few meters from her and stared at her interiorly smiling at the witch's avoiding gaze and obvious discomfort before his lack of clothing. She looked up at him diffidently, and it was only then that she realized Jeremy was holding a bottle of champagne as well as two glasses. She knit her brows in confusion.
"Join me?" he offered. She raised her brows at him asking him to explain himself. He merely pointed at something behind her. She turned to discover a giant Jacuzzi in one of the corners of the room.
She widened her eyes at the sight before turning back to him questioningly. "How do you know this place?" she inquired.
"My friend Tyler lives here, remember?" He reminded her. "I've been here once or twice over the years." He said as a euphemism.
"Right, right, your friend Tyler." Bonnie said nodding. "When exactly did that happen? Was it before or after you started chasing after the same girl?" She asked him rhetorically, faking interest, with a hint of jealousy in the voice that Jeremy didn't miss.
"Oh Bonnie…" he spoke in a mocking tone. "Are you jealous?" he asked her. "You have no reason to be: you know you were my first." He sweet talked her.
"Oh really?" Bonnie asked in return. "It's funny, I don't quite remember it that way." She said bitterly.
"Oh come on, you know you were." Jeremy insisted. "Vicki and I were…" He stopped for lack of an appropriate and respectful term.
"Vicki and you were…" She impatiently waited for him to finish.
"We were never really serious." He said.
"Right." Bonnie said, skepticism one with her voice.
"It's the truth." He assured her. "You were my first true love… my only love." He trailed off.
Her gaze directed towards him at that. She loved it and at the same time hated it when he said stuff like that! It made her feel special, and it melted her heart.
"Join me?" He asked once again handing her one glass of champagne.
"I have to work." She said simply but took the glass anyway and brought it to her lips.
"You have been working since 8 o'clock. I think you can take half an hour for yourself to relax." He coaxed. "…and get something inside that stomach." He added.
The witch raised her brows at him. "And what would that something be?" She asked him.
He gestured towards the Jacuzzi behind her and she turned to take a look. She spotted a plate full of strawberries and a bottle of whipped cream on the corner which she had failed to notice before.
She turned back to him. "Well, you planned everything, didn't you?"
"So…?" He tried.
She tilted her head pretending to still be considering it. "Well, how could I say no to strawberries and whipped cream?" She asked teasingly.
"Ouch." Jeremy feigned to be hurt.
"Or you." She added.
"Nice save." He granted.
"Mmmhh." She hummed.
/
"Oh yes. Yes, right there." She encouraged him in a voice that let the pleasure he was giving her show through. "Oh God." She breathed heavily. "Yes…" She moaned.
"Do you enjoy this?" He asked her in a hoarse and seductive voice.
"Yes." She answered short of breath, her eyes closed, and her mouth half open.
Jeremy paused his soothing movements on Bonnie's shoulders to kiss her collarbone one time, then, went ahead with his massage.
He applied more pressure on the spot she indicated him.
"Oh my God…" She let out a half-moan half-sigh.
Jeremy pressed the skin near her shoulders just where she needed the tension to be released. Not stopping massaging her, Jeremy leaned forward and pressed his lips fully against her skin making her shiver lightly and causing her to bite her lip sensually.
He moved her lips towards her neck and left a trail of wet open mouth kisses on his path.
Bonnie sucked in a shaky breath and tried to extricate herself from Jeremy's embrace. She didn't know where it was the steam or what Jeremy was doing to her, but she was surely feeling dizzy, and she knew she had to get out of there before she got herself in trouble.
"I, I should go." She said softly not even knowing who she was addressing: Jeremy or herself.
"No, not yet." He opposed.
"Yeah, yes, I should." She said closing her eyes a little harder than necessary, whether to summon inner strength and leave or to enjoy more Jeremy's lips and his burning touch on her.
"Jer..." She said. "Jeremy." She said and turned trying to get out of his grip.
Jeremy took advantage of the sudden access he had to her lips and pressed his own against them.
"I need to…" She began, but was cut off by the Gilbert's assault on her lips.
Bonnie responded against her will and her hand found its way in his hair by itself.
The kiss lasted a little longer than she had anticipated and she pulled away, breathless. Her hand at the nape of his neck slid down to rest on his torso and she cleared her throat in an attempt to clear her thoughts which were in that moment particularly fuzzy. She removed her hands from his body and moved away, out of his grip, and got up. She started to move in the tub away from.
"Bonnie…" He called.
She turned back to him. "No, no. I have to go. I've got work to do." She said with her best intransigent expression. "It's been half an hour." She reminded him their deal.
She got out of the tub, picked up a towel on one of the deck chairs and wrapped it around her body.
"Get dry!" She said to Jeremy in an ordering tone of voice. "You have work to do too!" She reminded him before walking away leaving him alone, desperately craving and lustful.
/
Bonnie was sitting in the Lockwood's yard working on the table arrangement when someone whispered into her ear. "Hey, there."
"Kol." She said turning her head and meeting his face. She was met with a tightlipped smile, a genuine smile, one of those she seldom saw him bear and most of the time only when they were alone together.
He went round the table to sit across from her and she looked around them searching Jeremy with the regard. An encounter between the two was very unnecessary as far as she was concerned. She could get rid of Kol before Jeremy reappeared.
She turned to the Mikaelson and a small smile cracked her face at the sight of him. She was kind of glad to see him if she was honest with herself.
She looked at him questioningly waiting for him to explain his presence here, but after a while of silence that made it obvious he was in a playful mood and wouldn't give her any explanation before she directly asked for them, that's exactly what she did. "What are you doing here?"
"Rebekah is occupied. She sent me in her place to help you." He answered.
Bonnie both nodded and raised her brow at him. 'This had to be a joke, right?'
"And what is so important that Rebekah couldn't come help me?" She inquired.
Kol shrugged. "I don't know. She had some business to take care of."
"And you didn't try to find out more?" She asked him, incredulous.
"To be honest, once she said you were the one in charge and you would therefore be there, all the convincing was done." He said with a soft chuckle and his best charming face.
Bonnie held his gaze and tried to keep pink out of her face at his words. "I see." She saw indeed: Kol and Jeremy together… with her in between…, this was the most certain recipe for disaster.
She sighed softly already dreading the rest of the day. They wouldn't make it two days.
"By the way, I've been here more than an hour, and I didn't you see at first. Where were you?" He asked her.
Remembering where she was, who she was with and what they were doing only thirty minutes before, Bonnie felt a sudden wave of heat travel her entire being straight to her cheeks and looked away from Kol directing her gaze towards the floor.
"I uh… I was in the, the Jacuzzi…" she stammered and looked back up at him. "…relieving some…tension." She finished.
Kol nodded. "Well, it's too bad I didn't know. I would have joined you." He declared.
She let out a fake laugh. "That would have been…" She started and cleared her throat. "…entertaining."
Kol laughed. It would have been very interesting indeed. Another time surely…
"Anyway, what can I do to help?" he offered his services.
"Uh…" She thought of what she could ask him to do. She had already divided the tasks between all the crew. "Find Katie: she'll tell you what to do."
"Oh Katie…" Kol started with something in the voice that Bonnie picked up on and didn't quite like. "Is that the brunette with the…" he closed his eyes as his continued. "…very appealing blood?" He questioned.
Bonnie's eyes immediately shot back at him. "Don't even think about it." She articulated each word.
"Oh come on…"
"I am being serious, Kol. Don't you dare even touch a hair on that girl's head or any other girl's for that matter." She forbade him.
"Ooh… jealous." He noted as he stood up. "I like it."
"Kol…" She spoke in a warning voice.
"Don't worry." He said and moved towards her. He leaned forward to whisper into her ear. "I won't touch her." He promised a smirk in his voice before he walked away.
I'm so sorry for this, guys. I did my best. I told you it was already written, but I actually had to re-write it because it sucked too much. I'm still not quite satisfied but I figured I had to post something. I don't know what's going on with my writing and inspiration lately. I think all the crap JP has been throwing at us has taken more of a toll on me that I thought it would...
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