Happy New Year to you ALL! I appreciate every single one of you. You have encouraged me and supported me for so many years that it just makes me grin with happiness! Thank you for your dedication and interest in indulging me in my craft.

I want to thank all of you for reading this fic (along with my others) and I just want to give a little heads up, this is a Bamon fic. I work hard to give a well thought out plot with characters who are not perfect and make mistakes, but the key is for them to learn from their mistakes. My hope is that people will embrace what I write and see all sides and enjoy!

Oh and one last thing…I had no desire to spend chapter after chapter of Bamon at odds, arguing or fighting. So if you don't think Damon deserves Bonnie any more or you don't necessarily think enough time has passed…I'm sorry, the rest of this story won't make you happy. But to those who are ready for Bamon progression…get ready and enjoy!

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All throughout his life, Damon Salvatore had been a confident man. It didn't matter who it was, he had the charisma, intelligence and smile to get people to do what he wanted or at least allow them to convince them to do what he wanted—women and men. Now, Bonnie was standing in front of him shaking her head and looking over the pages in front of her. He could see a slight shake of her hand as she continued to read over what he had presented her with. She looked unsure and maybe a little annoyed.

When he made the decision a couple of weeks ago in his hospital bed to offer Bonnie half of the law firm, he wasn't sure what her answer would be. He believed in her and for the first time in his life, he wanted to work with another attorney and that was Bonnie.

"Bon, are you ok?" he asked with a slightly nervous chuckle.

"You want me to be your partner?" she asked looking up at him, "is this a joke?"

"Not a joke at all. Bonnie, I meant what I said and what I've always said. You are smart and you are one of the best damn attorneys I have come in contact with in a long time…under pressure, under unbelievable circumstances…even when I pushed you up against the wall, you came through on that stipulation in the divorce agreement that allows Tyler to buy his shares back. You're good at what you do and I know what you want to do, who you want to represent and you should have chance to do that—but you should also benefit from it."

"Damon, I don't know what to say," Bonnie looked up at him.

"Don't say anything just yet," he rushed to say, "give it a few days, think it over. Trust me, the agreement is definitely in your favor and is very fair. I promise you."

"I believe you," Bonnie stated.

"And you don't have to give me an answer now, I will wait."

She nodded, "Thank you."

"Ok…" Damon breathed in deeply, "so we should go before my mother kills us for being late."

"Sure, sure," Bonnie stated walking over and placing the envelope in her bag. She paused for a few moments before picking up her clutch and she walked over to Damon. She looked up at him with a smile, "I believe your words about me as an attorney and that means a lot."

"I meant every word," he gazed down at her.

"I know," she whispered.

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"Well I read over that partnership agreement that he gave you," Rudy stated the next morning. Bonnie sat in the living room of her suite nibbling on her pancakes. The previous night, she enjoyed the engagement party, laughing and drinking with her friends. However, her mind had been preoccupied with thoughts of Damon's proposal. So much so that after the party, she came back to the hotel and faxed every page of the agreement to Rudy. She needed him to look over it and tell her that it was legit. It wasn't that she doubted Damon, it was just—she wanted to make sure this wasn't charity or a more inventive way to seduce her.

"Soo what did you think?" Bonnie asked.

"I'm kind of annoyed by this to be honest," Rudy began.

"What why?" she sat up straight, "there's something wrong with the agreement?"

"No. There's nothing wrong with it, it's actually pretty fair and equitable. He's waiving your first year for your capital contribution, which is not exactly a bad thing after all you did for him. Each of you will own 50% of the partnership and retain whatever clients you come into the firm with. I'm annoyed by this because I've begged you for years to come and join my firm and you resisted. This knucklehead asks you to become his partner and you are actually considering it…guess ole dad can't compete."

Bonnie chuckled, "Dad, it has nothing to do with who Damon is. I like Mystic Falls, people know me here…if I were to come to DC and work for you, I would be no one but Rudy Hopkins' daughter. I like the name I have here."

"So the agreement that the Salvatore had drawn up by his attorney is a good one. I don't see any reason for you not to enter the partnership, unless you like the way things are now."

"I'm still not sure."

"Because…"

"Because we're dating Dad."

"Uh, huh."

"And things can get complicated if we break up."

"If you break up? Bonnie, if you break up you will take your balls and go home and so will he. You have a considerable clientele and so does he. After what happened with that asshole, I think you two have a buzz in Mystic Falls and people will flock to the both of you. I don't see this being a necessarily bad thing professionally," Rudy explained.

"Ok."

"But if you don't want to do it…don't," Rudy stated, "but if you are interested in this and it seems like something you would want to do, do it."

"Thanks Dad."

"And Bonnie, you deserve to see your name on a wall…so whether its with Salvatore or alone…you should do it."

"Mm hmm," Bonnie nodded, "ok, Dad. Thanks for helping me. I will get back to you."

"Take some time to think about it," Rudy advised her.

"Of course," Bonnie smiled, "I love you Dad."

"Love you too, Bonnie."

Bonnie ended the call looking at her cell and then at the stack of papers in front of her.

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"So you presented her with the agreement?" Giuseppe asked Damon while they sat out near the pool having lunch with Lily.

"I did."

"And what happened?" Lily asked.

"She said she wants to think about it."

"Ok, that's good. That means that she is considering it," Lily smiled.

Damon turned to Lily, "Mother, I never realized how much you cared about my law firm."

Lily smiled as she drank her tea.

"I believe that the agreement was fair, son."

"I don't think that is why she hesitated, but I hope she does agree. Above all us, I think this would be a good partnership."

"An excellent partnership," Lily beamed.

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"Yes, I would be happy to consider a settlement," Damon turned around in his office chair noticing Bonnie standing in the doorway. He smiled at her as she waited for him to end his call. He heard the other attorney on the other line speaking about Damon making a donation to one of his pet charities, but Damon had stopped listening. A month and a half drifted by and they had been on occasional dates, but Bonnie had yet to give any indication as to whether she was thinking of accepting his offer. They had moved towards kisses, but that was about it. They had a good time together, but he wasn't sure if she actually wanted to move into a relationship or even partnership with him. However, now she stood in his office and it gave him hope, "Well David, it's been nice but I have to go," he stated before ending the call and standing up from his chair.

"Hello, were we supposed to have lunch today?"

"No, I just left a hearing and I thought I should stop by…to talk," she removed the envelope from her bag.

"Oh ok," he stood up gesturing for her to come in and closed the door behind her, "so what did you want to talk about regarding that envelope?"

Bonnie took a deep breath, he couldn't read her and it made him nervous. They sat down on the couch and she looked at him, "I've spent the last couple of weeks thinking about this. I wanted to think about all of the pros and cons about becoming partners. What it would mean for me and my legal career, what it could mean for us personally. Being professional partners, when we are still repairing our personal relationship is unexpected. But you know what, everything about us has been unexpected and that is why…I do want to be your partner. I think we could do some great things and frankly, I think its best that we never, ever, ever appear as adversaries in the courtroom again," she smiled widely at home as she held out the papers.

Damon couldn't help the sense of relief that spread throughout his body after Bonnie stopped speaking.

"But there's just one thing…" she added, "the name should be Bennett & Salvatore, LLP…it would only be alphabetically correct."

Damon grinned, "I think that can be accomplished."

"Good, so what do you say, Bennett & Salvatore will be a reality in a few months?" Bonnie asked holding out her hand.

Damon fought the urge to kiss her and instead stuck out his hand, "Weeks," he answered.

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Bonnie heels clicked against the marble floor as she passed the raised silver letters 'Bennett & Salvatore, LLP'. The sun had set for the day and after three months, she and Damon had moved into a groove. Often, they would be like ships passing in the night during the day (ironically). When she was in court, he was in the office and when he was in court, she was in the office. On most nights, they did have dinner together. Most of the time in each other's offices or in a restaurant in town. Bonnie still had a no-sex embargo on their relationship and it was becoming increasingly hard for the both of them. They'd already had some close encounters over the past 4 months, but somehow they both allowed their self restraint to prevail.

"Damon, we need to get out of here. The car will be here in 15 minutes to take us to the airport. We can't miss our flight to Vegas," Bonnie stood in the doorway.

"I just need to email this really quick."

Bonnie leaned in the doorway looking around Damon's office, before turning her attention back to him, "Can you believe that it's time for Elena and Stefan's parties? Time flew."

Damon closed his laptop and stood up, walking over to Bonnie and wrapping his arms around her, "It sure did."

"What did I tell you about PDA in the office?" she looked up at him.

"It's after work hours, we're the only ones here."

Bonnie smiled as he gave her a quick peck on the lips, "We need to go downstairs, we cannot miss this flight. We're already the late ones."

"So when we get to Vegas, promise me that we will spend some one on one time together," Damon asked biting his bottom lip while staring at her—he loved her in the red suit, "especially since it's my birthday," he added.

"Oh using the birthday excuse huh, we spend plenty of one on one time together Damon," she grabbed his hand leading him out of the office suite, "we spend every day working together in the office as happy partners."

"Yes, we do. But that's not the one on one time that I'm thinking about," Damon wiggled his eyebrow.

"I bet," Bonnie stepped on the elevator with him, "well I guess we will just have to see what happens in Vegas," she knocked into him as the elevator doors closed.

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While Luck Be a Lady drifted out of the airport speakers, the fliers made their way towards baggage claim, "I can't believe I slept during that entire flight," Bonnie commented texting Caroline.

"Neither can I," Damon mumbled as they walked outside in the desert air to a waiting sedan and a driver holding a sign with their names on it.

"Hey, I was tired," Bonnie defended herself as the driver took her suitcase and placed it in the trunk.

"I know, you had a lot to wrap up this week in a short time because my brother and your best friend requested that everyone come to their stag parties all the way on the other side of the country," Damon slid in the seat next to her as they made their way to the Palazzo.

"Well this is a little vacation for us all, we've had a hellish couple of months and since we partnered, we've been working overtime. We can just relax for the next couple of days."

"Because Vegas is known for relaxation and rejuvenation," Damon quipped.

"Depends what you like to do to relax," Bonnie turned to him with a smirk.

Damon felt a tightening in his pants as she gave him that look, "Now, you're talking," he whispered.

She smiled gazing out of the window at the lights. He looked over at Bonnie, reaching over and taking her hand in his. He rubbed his thumb against her hand for a few moments taking in the softness of it. His relationship with Bonnie was less complicated than before, but they have yet to move into sexual territory. They had come close, but she would always pull back. In some ways, he understood what she was doing. The moment they took that jump or crossed over to that level of closeness, things would be so much more serious. Previously when they were together, so much of their relationship had been centered on the lawsuit, trying to walk on eggshells and passion. Maybe he was romanticizing it, but what they had now felt more authentic. He was willing to do whatever he could to not lose her again.

"Welcome to The Palazzo Mr. Salvatore, Miss Bennett," the driver announced pulling in front of the hotel entrance.

Damon held out his hand helping Bonnie out of the car, "We are supposed to get the keys from the front desk and meet everyone at the Rockhouse," she read the text on the phone.

"Oh yay…group activities after a long plane ride."

"Good behavior," Bonnie pointed as they headed towards the front desk.

"Define good," he answered with a grin causing Bonnie to shake her head pulling him with her.

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"Bonnie! You guys are finally here!" Caroline spread her arms with a drunken slur heading over to Bonnie and Damon as soon as they walked into the bar, "you should have just come with us," she hung on Bonnie as Damon raised an eyebrow, "Donovan, you wanna take your wife back to the hotel?" he asked.

"Care, come on…how about we get you some water," Matt came over prying Caroline from Bonnie.

"Well you two made it, for a minute I thought you would blow this off and go to an island for your birthday weekend," Stefan patted Damon on the back.

Damon nodded, "Yeah well…I would have loved that. Having that lady over there on a beach in a bikini drinking Mai Tais, but how often does my little brother decide to share the weekend that he has a license to go wild with his bride to be?"

"Uh, huh well I appreciate it."

"We'll see how much you appreciate it when you give me my birthday gift on Saturday," Damon grinned, "now I need some bourbon."

"Of course," Stefan walked over to the bar accompanied by Damon.

"How was the flight?" Elena handed Bonnie a martini.

"Good, we slept most of the time. I was up early because I had a hearing early this morning," Bonnie sipped, "and I saw our suite, its amazing! I really needed this vacation."

"I know, it's been a hell of a year," Elena hugged her, "and thank you for coming."

"I wouldn't miss it for the world," Bonnie squeezed her.

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The next afternoon, sun beat down on the women in bikinis sitting in lounge chairs, "You know what, I missed this!" Caroline taking a seat next to Bonnie sipping her mimosa, "Lizzie and Josie have been driving me crazy. Do you know how good it was to sleep in bed with my husband without two additional little ones?" Caroline closed her eyes and moaned, "it was ah-mazing."

Bonnie and Elena exchanged looks, "And you've only mentioned that at least 6 times since we landed," Elena chuckled finishing her mimosa.

"And what about you two, sharing a room? Come on Elena, you and Bonnie are sharing a room when Stefan is right down the hallway. We all know that you and Stefan are not playing the wait until marriage game…"

"I know, but we got the penthouse suite and I didn't want Bon to be forced to stay with Damon since they are abstaining," Elena fluttered her eyelashes turning to her friend. "Bonnie, you and Damon can't still be doing this dance…are you not having sex?" Caroline whispered.

"No, we're not."

"Ok, then just blowjobs and he eats…"

Bonnie's eyes bugged out, "Caroline! Me and Damon are dating. We are not having sex of any kind, we are working on getting to know each other again."

"You're in Vegas, it's his birthday and Elena is going to room with Stefan. You are going to get laid Bonnie Bennett on this trip," Caroline clinked her glass with Bonnie's.

"Caroline, really?" Bonnie shook her head.

"But you clinked the glass, so you must agree with her," Elena teased.

"Not you too," Bonnie whined, "I'm trying to exercise extreme will power here. We are partners in a firm and I need us to get on solid ground there before we venture down that territory again."

"Bonnie, how long has it been? Kol was months ago, close to a year ago and you have Damon who is willing and able to give you everything you need and you are torturing yourself."

"Caroline, when it's time…it will be time and not a minute before," Bonnie answered.

"Elena, what do you want to wager that before we get on that plane Bonnie is going to give up the goods to Damon."

"Hmm…"

Bonnie's mouth dropped, "Elena don't you dare."

"$50.00, she will be good until we get back to Mystic Falls," Elena wagered.

"You're on," Caroline shook hands with Elena.

"Traitors, the both of you," Bonnie sipped her drink.

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Damon slowly brought the Porsche 911 GT3 to a stop on the speedway. Of course, his brother would decide to spend most of the day at the Las Vegas Motor Speedway driving cars at over 100mph. While he enjoyed the cars and their speed, this was definitely a Stefan thing. He headed into the bar area inside and ordered a glass of bourbon. Taking a sip, he marveled at the taste. "Taking a break?" Stefan sat down next to him.

"I thought you were doing a few more laps," Damon ordered a beer for his brother.

"Maybe a little later," Stefan sipped his beer, "so this is a good trip huh?"

Damon shrugged, "Where's Donovan?"

"On the speedway, I think he likes this."

"Well he's married to Caroline, I don't see her being ok with this in good ole Mystic Falls. He's a family man, I'm pretty sure this is the best time he's had in ages. Just wait until you see what I have planned tonight. I'm pretty sure that he will lose his mind," Damon smirked.

"Wait…what do you mean?" Stefan grabbed Damon's arm.

"Did you think your best man wouldn't give you a proper bachelor party? You decided on this Jack and Jill trip, there was no way that we would go all the way to Vegas and not partake in Vegas activities," Damon wiggled his eyebrow.

"I want to get married Damon."

"Yeah, yeah…I know. Do you think I would do anything to jeopardize your relationship with Elena? Bonnie would murder me and I'm trying to get on her good side."

"Hmm…now how can I use that to my advantage?"

Damon frowned, "You can't."

Stefan shook his head with a smile, "So how's the partnership coming along?"

"Better than I expected honestly. We work well together and I figured we would. We have a similar style and I think Bonnie likes the freedom of calling the shots."

"And you like walking in that office every day and seeing her there?" Stefan asked.

"I do. When I went into practice by myself, I always said I would never have a partner and then I met her. I think that's what immediately attracted me to her—she's my legal equal."

Stefan grimaced, "That can't be true."

"Ok, she's a little better than me."

"Now that sounds accurate."

Damon looked over, "Funny Brother."

"No, really I think you two fit. She keeps you in check."

"And that's not easy," Damon stated.

"At all," Stefan added.

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After dinner, Bonnie, Damon, Caroline and Matt went to one of the clubs along the strip. Stefan and Elena disappeared as soon as they left the restaurant. Damon watched Bonnie on the dance floor dancing with some miscellaneous guy. He sipped his bourbon as he watched her, with her painted on black pants, close her eyes as miscellaneous guy allowed his hands to rest on her waist and she had a look on her face that instantly made him harder than he'd been in months. He desired her, he craved her and he needed her. He sat his glass down and made his way onto the dance floor. As he made his way, Bonnie made eye contact with him and smirked. She turned to the guy she was dancing with and whispered something in his ear. He looked over at Damon and frowned, while Bonnie patted him on the chest before making her way over, "You almost burnt a hole in that man," she smiled.

Damon took her hand and pulled her closer to him, "If I could have, I would have."

Bonnie chuckled, "Don't tell me you're getting jealous."

"Seeing you dance with another man? Naw…not jealous at all."

She cocked her head to the side, "Oh really?"

"Well you know its almost midnight back east and I was born in New York—so technically its almost my birthday".

"And what does that mean?"

"That means…" he twirled her around, so that her back was pressed up against his chest, "that you indulge me for a few hours," he whispered in her ear, "you spend some time with me, just us without the rest of the crew."

"And what do you want to do?"

"Nothing too crazy, but maybe our own thing?"

Bonnie looked over at Caroline and Matt dancing on the floor in their own little world, "Ok, but nothing too crazy," she warned him.

"Do I ever do crazy with you?" Damon asked leading her off the dance floor, while she sent a quick text to Caroline and Matt.

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"You want to take me up in that for your birthday?" Bonnie raised an eyebrow standing in front of the small plane sitting on the tarmac, some ways from the strip. Damon smiled back at her with an excited grin, "A night flight over the strip? I think it's a perfect way to begin my birthday," he moved towards the plane with Bonnie following behind. It had been over a year since their last flight together and her nerves had resurfaced. The tiny plane was there and it looked safe, but she couldn't deny that she hated this little hobby of Damon's.

"You ok?" he looked back at her.

She nodded, "Fine…fine."

He held out his hand, "It will be ok," he coaxed her.

She looked down at his hand. Getting into this airplane with Damon meant a lot, it wasn't just about taking an airplane ride—it was also about trust and her wanting to make him happy for his birthday. She laced her hands through his, "You're right, it will be," she smiled up at him allowing him to guide her towards the plane.

During her strap in and Damon checking all of the gages, speaking through the headset to the tower, Bonnie found herself staring at him. They'd spent so many times over the past months building their relationship up from scratch. It was evident they both changed since the last time they were together. She was more open with Damon than she'd been previously. There was no undercurrent of believing that he meant anything other than what he said. They weren't opposing parties, they were on the same side and it felt good. Despite some of her reservations regarding their partnership, she relished her role now. It was a truly rewarding experience to be able to call the shots in your professional life. She took on the cases she wanted, she had someone to bounce ideas off of and not to mention that she and Damon were pretty popular in Mystic Falls. They had a long list of clients and even a longer list of people that were waiting for consultations. Her professional life was finally getting to the point that she'd wanted it to when she first began her career as an attorney. Then there was the personal aspect of it all. Over the last couple of months, it had been evident that she never stopped loving Damon. She understood where everything went wrong and even moreso, Damon made every effort to show her that he regretted his actions and what occurred in the past wouldn't happen again. He wanted this to work, he wanted her and he wanted to get a chance to show her that he meant every word he said to her. She believed him. Every word, every action, every movement he made since they decided to give this new relationship a chance convinced her that he was serious about this…about them…and about her.

"Ok, get ready for take off," he smiled turning to her.

She smiled over him and the words that he spoke were so layered, that she didn't believe he even knew what he was really saying to her, "Yes, I finally am," she smiled back at him.

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"You handled that much better than I thought," Damon stepped off of the elevator two hours later.

"Well I think I knew what to expect this time, you're not that bad of a pilot," she bumped up next to him as they moved towards the penthouse door.

"Well I aspire to be the best at everything when I'm around you," Damon swiped the room key opening the door and allowing Bonnie to enter.

"I'm sure…do you want something to drink?" she asked moving towards the kitchen area, where there were bottles of champagne in the mini fridge.

"Champagne?"

"Well it is your birthday, so I thought we would have a toast…to you," Bonnie removed one of the opened bottles of champagne from the fridge, "and since you and Stefan decided to keep this place stocked with it, opening this won't be a big deal."

"I guess not," Damon watched as Bonnie leaned up to retrieve two champagne flutes from the cabinet. He watched her as strands of hair hid part of her face while she removed the stopper from the bottle and poured two glasses. She turned to him with a smile and handed him a flute. He loved this woman for everything that she was and is. Seeing that smile directed at him after so long always made his stomach flip. Not only was she beautiful and smart, she was kind—kinder than he ever deserved. He was determined to be everything that she deserved and wanted.

"So…" she smiled, "this toast is for you…it has been quite a year for you. You represented someone who truly needed someone to fight for them, you were accused of a heinous crime…lost a friend…got a flesh wound," she winked, "and met an amazing female attorney that changed your life…"

Damon gazed down at Bonnie intently as she went on, "But all in all, this year was one that I know that you will never forget and I hope that things just get better from here on out. You deserve to be happy Damon. I know we are rebuilding things, but I want you to know that I want you to be happy because you did a good thing representing Olivia and I know you haven't been able to think too much about it, but that act was what being an attorney is all about. Helping those who can't help themselves and now, I want you to know that I wish you nothing but happiness and success in this upcoming year," she smiled, clinking her glass with Damon's as they sipped the champagne, "hmm…not bad," she cocked her head to the side.

"Thank you Bon," he breathed out staring down at her.

Bonnie finished her champagne, "Want any more?" she asked turning to remove a bottle of champagne from the fridge and removing the foil. Damon sat his flute down on the counter as Bonnie placed her hand on the cork. He moved behind her and placed his hands on each side of her resting them on the counter. Damon breathed her in taking in her scent of amber and vanilla. Leaning into her, he caused her to take a labored breath when he kissed her softly on the neck, "Damon," she giggled turning her head to the side.

"What?" he whispered as innocently as he could muster at that moment.

"You kissed me," she stated in the same position without turning around.

"Did I? I was just admiring your neck and how beautiful and slender it is," he touched it lightly with his finger sending a shiver up and down Bonnie's spine, "now if I was going to kiss it, I would have done something like this…" he whispered turning his head placing his lips on her neck, sucking gently. Bonnie moved her hands from the unopened champagne and placed her hands on the counter closing her eyes. Within moments, he turned her around and lifted her up onto the marble, their lips joined together and they tasted the champagne that laced both of their tongues. Bonnie lifted her head as Damon's lips moved towards her neck. She braced herself by planting her hands against the cabinet doors as his hands traveled up her dress and settled on the thin fabric around her waist. She welcomed his lips, his touch and the sounds he made, "We can take this to a bedroom, if you want to…no pressure," he whispered in her ear.

Bonnie chuckled, his hands were so close to leaving no more barriers between them, he had just kissed her like he needed her lips to survive and he was telling her there was no pressure, "No pressure?" she asked.

He chuckled, "Well…I would understand if you wanted to stop here. I would have to go take a very, very, very cold shower but I would understand it."

Bonnie smiled reaching up to touch his cheek which was flushed, she stroked it with her hand, "You say that with your hand on my ass."

"It's just so comfortable there," he teased her.

"You know; Caroline did ask if we were doing some other things…"

"Other things such as…" he gave her a measuring look that made her almost wither under his gaze.

She smiled as she placed her lips to his ear and whispered words that immediately made him hard as a rock. He didn't know that she could even talk like that. Some things had definitely changed, "I think we need to have this conversation somewhere else," he slid his hands further under her bottom and lifted her off of the counter, "I think we'll let Stefan and Elena share a room tonight, it's the least we can do."

Bonnie giggled as he led her down the hallway towards his bedroom. During their walk he had managed to kiss her in a way that set her completely and utterly on fire, but she was also nervous. It had been close to a year since they had even ventured down this road. He juggled her and opened the door to his room, placing her down on the bed with the moonlight drifting into the bedroom.

Bonnie watched as he slid off his suit jacket and threw it onto the chair in the room. She sat on the edge on the bed trying to get her nerves under control, as he removed his shirt and threw it on the floor. She bit her lip looking at the outline of his washboard stomach through his white tee, he slowly went down on one knee and then the other. Reaching slowly under her dress, he wrapped his fingers around the thin piece of fabric separating her from him. He could tell that she was ready for him; slowly pulling down her panties down and he licked his lips, smiling up at her, "I guess it is my birthday."

"It is your birthday," she smiled.

"So it is," he pulled her closer to him on his knees, spreading her legs apart and slowly kissed her inner thigh. Bonnie leaned back onto her elbows as he hiked both of her legs over his shoulders. He licked two fingers and gently caressed her center, testing as he heard her intake a breath, "you like?"

Her eyelids lowered, "I think I love," she whispered as he licked her and she moaned in spite of herself. She gripped onto the sheets as his tongue to melted her into a puddle. Bonnie tried her best to keep quiet, but she was pretty sure that she let a few whimpers go and she would be hearing about it in the morning, but at that moment—she didn't care.

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The sun shone brightly while memories of the night before floated through Bonnie's mind as she sat on the balcony of the penthouse sipping on a glass of orange juice. Although, she and Damon had some very grown up fun—they didn't move further with it. It wasn't as if she didn't understand that what they did the previous night wouldn't bring them closer, it did—but making love, would be another step and they would take it—when she was ready to.

"Well…someone got in late last night or was it this morning?" Elena smiled from the doorway.

Bonnie turned to her, "It was last night."

"Hmm…well I got up early this morning to get something out of our room and you weren't in the bed," Elena sat down next to her.

"I was in Damon's room," Bonnie rolled her eyes.

"She sure was, I thought I heard some interesting noises coming from there last night," Caroline drifted on with a wide grin.

Bonnie covered her face, "No you didn't, you were so drunk last night that you probably went into a coma last night."

"I'm also a mother of preschoolers, I don't sleep that soundly…although last night, I wish I kinda did," Caroline winked, "so you owe me Elena."

"No she doesn't," Bonnie answered.

"Bonnie, I heard…"

"You heard something, not enough to get you your money and that's all I am going to say," Bonnie stood up from her lounge chair, "and now I'm going back to sleep…in Damon's room," she grinned at her friends before leaving the balcony.

"She won't last the rest of this trip," Caroline quipped.

"Yes, she will," Elena answered.

Bonnie entered Damon's bedroom, where he was sleeping. The sheets were pulled up to his waist and his naked chest was exposed. Bonnie stood in the doorway for a few moments with a smile on her face. She didn't know how much she missed his arms around her until last night. She walked over to the bed sliding in beside him, "You left me," he whispered sleepily in her ear, pulling her closer to him.

"But I came back," she whispered closing her eyes as a tentative smile spread across Damon's face kissing her softly on the back of the neck.

So Bonnie and Damon reconnected (a little) in Vegas, but does everything stay in Vegas.

While the next couple of chapters center around the preparations for Stefan and Elena's wedding, its all Bamon focused—so there won't be too much about the wedding in detail because…they ain't Bamon.

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