The next day, I decided to get to know Mystic Falls. Elena was in school and I was told she would be safe there. As I walked around the town square, I enjoyed the sun. No vampires in the daytime. Well, except my mistress, because she had a special ring and-

"Hello, Kelsey," his voice was almost cheerful but eerie.

"Hello, Damon," I replied. I didn't need to look next to me to know that Damon was standing right next to me.

Then it occurred to me. Damon was in the sun! I stopped and turned to him. As if reading my mind, he held up his hand. Sure enough, there was a ring on his hand.

"You have a ring, too," I said. It wasn't a question. Then I asked, "Does your brother have one too? And Caroline?" He nodded and chuckled. He looked amused to see me surprised.

"Too?" He asked suddenly realizing what I had said. "Who else has one?"

"No one," I hesitantly said. I started to walk again. He didn't grab my arm this time, just lightly touched it. I wanted to stop, but kept walking. "Let's talk later."

"No," he sped up in front of me. "Let's talk now." His voice was a bit shaky, as if he was trying to stay calm.

"I know you love this girl and you want her safe," I said matter-of-factly. He just stared. "If this is so, then you have to trust me." I stared straight up into his blue eyes that only stared back.

"I don't know you to trust you," he said. I sighed. Mistress had said if I had to tell them that I could, but to be cautious because of their love of this girl.

"I tell you what," I said thinking, "come by my hotel room and have a drink with me. I'll tell you what is going on, but you have to promise me something."

"And what's that?" He was trying to be seductive, but I had had it about up to here.

"Promise me, you won't involve your brother. I know how much he loves her, even though I'm guessing, as much or more than you, and I don't need him to get in the way."

He didn't hesitate before moving in close again. His body was warmer than it was last night. I stepped back. "I promise," he said putting three fingers out like a boy scout. "I won't involve my brother."

"Okay," I said and started to walk towards my hotel room.

He walked silently next to me, but the whole time… He was staring at me. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore when we were almost there.

"Why are you staring at me?" I asked.

"Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are?" He asked with a cheesy smile.

"Has anyone ever told you how cheesy that line is?" I asked with a sarcastic smile.

"No," he said. "I don't think anyone has ever lived to tell me."

"If you are trying to be intimidating, then you're not doing a very good job," I replied still smiling.

"Then, maybe I should try harder," he said after a moment as I unlocked the door.

The hotel room was big enough for two people. It had a little bar off to the side near the bathroom. There was a queen size bed taking up most of the room. As I started to take off my jacket, I saw out of the corner of my eye that he was already pouring us both drinks.

"I noticed that you are warmer than yesterday," I called from the bathroom. I was fixing my top. It was a little bit smaller than I had wanted but the next size up was way too big. I fixed my short shorts and checked myself out one more time before going back into the room.

"And?" He replied back.

"Have you fed?" I asked bluntly. Damon just chuckled and smiled. "Or are you one of the fortunate ones to have a blood bag supply?"

"Why does it matter? Are you afraid I might still be hungry?" Damon asked. I couldn't tell if he was trying to be intimidating again or just plain cocky. Deciding that I was just not in the mood for this, I tried another tactic that I didn't want to do.

I sped to him. Yes, I said sped. He was shocked to see me in a blur.

"What are you?" He asked. He wasn't so happy now. "You're not a vampire, but you aren't human either."

I laughed and guzzled down my drink. "I am human."

"But," he stared. "That?" He was speechless.

"I am more like an experiment," I tried to explain. "My boss has an amazing brain and came up with a…" I tried to think of the right word. "A sort of superhuman serum. I am fast like a vampire and strong like one, too." I stepped kiss-close. "Would like to find out?"

"I've never heard of such thing," he finally said, totally bewildered. I smiled and slammed him on the bed. I decided I wanted a little fun.

He just kept staring at me. I was straddling him now and holding his arms down. He finally started to get what I was saying.

"You're a vampire minus the sun and thirst problems?" Damon asked. He flipped me over. Now, he was on top.

"Yes," I said. His chest was pressed again mine. We wrestled around for a few moments till I was finally on top again. "I like to be in control."

"I'm sure you do." He said this and then had me pinned again the wall. His grip wasn't very tight at all. "Do you trust me?" Damon asked.

"Is there a reason I should?" I replied and flipped him once more. He smiled seductively. This time, I could feel my body wanting him. I kept telling myself to stop, but…

Next thing I knew, he had me on the bed again. I could see it in his eyes that he wanted the same thing I did. I finally went limp and let my body relax. Damon's blue eyes captured me again. It wasn't a compelling look, more of something else.

"I want to know everything about you, Kelsey," he whispered.

"I can't tell you that," I whispered back. Then, I realized something. "Why are we whispering and playing games?" I was getting angry. I pushed him off me, but gently at that. "Do you want to know how to help Elena or not?"

"What if I told you that I'm not in love with her and have given up on her ever loving me instead of Stefan?"

"I'd call you a liar, but," and this time I hesitated.

"But, what?" He asked. I stared down at him. He was looking really sexy on that bed right now. I just wanted to rip off his shirt just to see what was underneath.

"If you want to know everything, then read this," I said throwing the journal next to him. He just glanced at it then at me.

"You have something else in common with vampires that wasn't part of this 'serum'." He said as he got up and stood close to me. I looked up into his eyes and said nothing. "You are scared of romance."

"This coming from a guy who has been in love with the same girl as his brother, not once but twice?" I asked. I was trying to be mean, but he just laughed.

"Yes, I was in love with Katherine and Elena, but that doesn't mean I can't love someone all my own," he cupped my face and kissed me softly. "Does it?"

All I could think about was how his lips were soft and warm. He gave no tongue, just a simple, sweet kiss.

"Does this always work for you?" I asked finally catching my breath.

"Are you always this difficult?" He asked.

"Yes," I laughed, "I am."

I started to think about all the guys that I'd been in a relationship before my mistress found me. Most of them were high school boyfriends, but it didn't matter cause they had all done the same thing. They had all been really romantic and tried to get me in bed with them. When I refused, they had all broken up with me. When I had finally lost my virginity, it had been at a frat party and we were both really drunk. He was my best friend and it was a really long story.

I shook my head and chuckled to myself remembering him.

"Kelsey," he whispered.

Ah, fuck it, I thought. I looked up at him. With my eyes I begged him to kiss me again. As if reading my mind, he did. He kissed me hard and passionately. Our hands searched each other's bodies. When I finally pulled away from our kiss, I smiled and pushed him hard on the bed. I think the best part about what was going to happen was that we were going to be rough with each other and it wasn't going to hurt like it would if we were humans or only one of us was. I tore open his black button up shirt. My smiled widened as I saw a full, sexy six-pack. He smiled too. He had ripped my brand new ribbed tank top down the front. My black lacey bra was out in the open now.

"I wonder, Miss Harlem," he said as his hand ran down from my shoulders, brushing the top of my breasts, and down to my shorts, "does your underwear match?"

As my mouth opened to answer, my cell phone rang.