Sorry guys but I think this is the end! I hope you all liked the story! If you have any suggestions for a continuation feel free to review and I may add.
Damon rolls out of Katherine's bed and onto the hardwood floor. The floor is creaking beneath his feet, and the rotting wood seems it could fall apart at any moment. Once under the warm water, he reflects on the recent events. Katherine had said she returned for him, could that really be true? He obviously thought it was true enough at the time to sleep with her.
The house was once beautiful but now cursed by age. It's the nicest foreclosure in town, but that doesn't mean much in a town like this. They are on the outskirts of Massachusetts, and what was once a prosperous city, now remains as the remnants of what once was. Many windows are broken, and the door handles are likely to fall off shortly. As Damon is looking about the house, he hears a creak from the bedroom and when he turns around Katherine is standing before him.
"So, you have fun last night?" She says with a sexy and mischievous smirk. Katherine is standing there in a towel, and he can hear the shower already running.
"I've had better. I've had worse." Damon did enjoy the other night, but he doesn't need her to know that.
"Oh, but I can see right through you Mr. Salvatore." Katherine remarks as she takes a few steps closer to him. He's not backing away, but Damon wants to get a few more things straight before he does this with her again.
"Better get in there before the water gets cold." Damon says motioning toward the shower. Katherine begins to walk toward the open shower door, but before she's stepped inside completely she asks seductively, "Would you like to join me?" With those words all the ideas about dismissing Katherine are gone, and all that's left is a burning desire to join her. "It couldn't hurt." He replies with a grin.