Chapter 3

Flinging open the salon's door I stormed up to the desk. The taffeta, silk, satin and above all white of the store was overpowering. I think I truly scared the lady when I ran up to the desk, and demanded that I be seen right away for my appointment.

Damon was behind me laughing.

"Sure thing just let me find your consultant." She smiled pleasantly and glaring at Damon said "Will your fiancé be going us for the appointment."

"No." He said a little too eagerly. "I have another appointment to get to, plus I want to be surprised about what the dress looks like. Elena has just been keeping her ideas a secret from me." I glared at him.

"See you in a few hours baby." I stressed the term of endearment. He smiled lean forward and gave me a kiss that mimicked the one he woke me up with this morning. Steamy passionate, utterly tempting, but unlike this morning I was getting a kiss and only a kiss.

Fran, the consultant which had helped me in my quest for a dress before, rounded the corner and smiled at me.

"Elena, it's good to see you again." She liked me as a customer so far I have only been looking at the priciest dresses in the store. They were the dresses that seemed to fit the occasion the best.

"Is this you're fiancé?" Fran asked me.

"Damon Salvatore, it's a pleasure." He said taking her hand and kissing her knuckles. "Please help my fiancée find her dress for our wedding."

"Of course," She said blushing. She probably knew I wasn't going to find a dress today, just as I haven't in the past.

"Don't worry Damon, I will find my dress, Today." I stressed, and then he left with a wink saying "Sure you will."

"We have to find my dress." I told Fran in desperation, startling her.

She was caught off guard by my enthusiasm, and we got started right away. About two hours and 14 dresses later, I felt like screaming in frustration.

"Fran, I've tried on almost every dress in the store. Please tell me you have something." By this time she wasn't the only one trying to help me find the dress; two other consultants were on the quest for my dress as well.

"Maybe if you got someone in here to give their opinion?" She suggested. Jeremy was out of town with Bonnie, meeting the rest of her family, Ric and Jenna were still on their honeymoon, and Tyler and Caroline were making good use of his mom being out of town.

"Nobody is available." I told her missing my mom. She stared for a second then open her mouth to say something. But I cut her off. "Do you mind if I go to look for my dress?" I asked, and with the slightest nod I got up and made my way to the racks of dresses.

Looking around the store I gravitated to the least sparkly dresses. I couldn't find it. Then I had a brilliant idea. I've been through every dress in the store and nothing jump out at me, but one of the most hideous dresses stuck in my mind.

"Fran, get me the butterfly dress." I told her.

"The one with the pink rhinestones or the maroon?" she asked.

"Pink." If Damon wants me to get a dress, I'll show him a dress. He wasn't the only one that could play dirty.

After many pictures of me the ridiculous expensive and grotesque dress. I called Damon to pick me up. It wasn't long before he walked into the store.

"Did you get a dress Elena?" he asked with a pleasant smile on his face.

"As a matter of fact I did." I told him. The surprise written all over his face was priceless. Then for an added affect I took out my camera and showed him the dress.

"So you know how Carl was talking about the releasing butterflies, I gave it a second thought and when I saw the dress I knew I just had to have it." I said showing him the pictures. I knew he hated it, but I was going to milk this for all that its worth.

"That's the dress you want?" He asked, someone taught him well to not argue with what the bride wants either that or sometime in his past he learned from experience.

"Now we have to come back tomorrow to pay for everything, because we have to make sure that Carl can still get us our butterflies." I smiled at him and pecked him on the lips like nothing was wrong. I could feel how tense he was; I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing.

"And how much will everything cost?" He asked.

"Well with the pink tiara and the matching pink veil, around sixteen."

"Hundred?" he asked.

"No, thousand." I smiled innocently. I could hear him take a deep steadying breath.

"If that's what you really want, then we will come back tomorrow." He told me, it sounded like he said it through clenched teeth.

"I knew there was a reason a loved you so much." I said in an overtly sweet tone. To which Damon gave me a funny look. Before he could say anything about my façade that he was starting to see through, I turned to Fran and said "Bye Fran, thank you some much for finding my dream gown." And we made our way out of the store.

The ride to the boarding house was quiet. Once we pulled into the driveway, Damon finally said something.

"Elena, about your dress—" Damon started to say, but I cut him off saying "Hold that thought." As I leaned over and grabbed his face between my hands so I could kiss him.

We made it to the front door but once we got inside, he laid me down on the front carpet; we didn't have time to deal with clothes so underwear stayed on just pushed out of the way. He gave me a serious case of rug burn.

"You were saying?" I asked him breathlessly after I came own from my high.

"You're not planning on getting that beast of a dress are you?" He asked me just as breathless as I was.

"I was never going to get it. I need a dress in order to have you get me off, the next time you think that you can leave me unsatisfied, I will be buying that dress." As I said this I moved so I was straddling his hips.

To which he started laughing. "I can get you to do anything can't I?" Before I had a chance to deny it, he continued "Do you really think that I could go that long without having sex. You've been looking for your dress for months; I doubt that you would've found it anytime soon. Face it you're addicted to me."

"And you're terrible." I told him, I learned forward so my hair fell around us, and I felt my breast graze his chest ever so slightly. I whispered against his lips. "Maybe I should punish you." I heard a sharp intake of breath; at first I thought it was Damon but his lips captured mine, and I heard someone clear their throat very loudly. I pulled away to see Stefan staring at us.

"Was the bedroom too far away for the both of you?" He asked sarcastically, eyeing my half naked body.

"The carpet's more fun." Damon told him, pulling me flush with his body so Stefan would stop ogling me.

"Plus I need an injury so Damon could play doctor with me later." I told him. Stefan glared and walked around us, he slammed the door on the way out.

"Where were we?" I asked. He flipped us over so he was hovering over me.

"You were praising me for being an eternal stud." I rolled my eyes, "Fine, you were talking about punishing me. What did you have in mind?" He asked.

"Let me think about it, I'm sure I'll come up with something." I told him and pulled him down to me so I could kiss him.

An: I love all my readers soooooooo much, you guys rock!

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If you scroll down on the site you'll find the dress, just imagine it with gaudy pink rhinestone all over it and a huge white under skirt

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