I may be breaking.

Hannah xx

He pulled me into the house, shooting Damon a death glare as if daring him to challenge his decision. His hand wrapped gently around my wrist, rubbing gentle circles against my dark skin as we walked and I glanced back to watch as Damon huffed off into the woods. "Don't worry about him." He muttered again, opening the door and leading me inside with a gentle smile. "You hungry?"

I slipped my fingers into his and smiled. "A little bit." I leaned up on my tip toes to kiss his cheek and wondered if he was getting taller, but didn't mention it, instead grinning at him. "I could make us some lunch."

He chuckled. "There aren't many supplies here. We've basically been living off of pizza."

I laughed at him, winkling my nose playfully at him. "I think I can manage."

He laughed again, leaning down and pecking my cheek with a grin. "Alright, I'll go take a shower."

I nodded, smiling as he slipped his hand gently from mine. "Don't be too long."

"Promise." He answered, winking and hurrying down the hall.

I laughed quietly, walking through the house and into the kitchen. It was pretty rustic and I quickly discovered he hadn't been kidding. There was spaghetti in the cupboard though and a pot. "Spaghetti it is." I grabbed the pot, quickly filling it with water and flipping on the stove. Drumming my fingers against the counter, I looked out the window, smiling at the scenery. I'd been here a lot as a kid with Elena. We'd run around laughing and then Jer would chase after us. I even remember one time when I was seven and he was five. I dared him to kiss me and ran when he tried. It was hilarious.

"Lost him already, Bennett?" Damon's cynical voice broke through the memory and I rolled my eyes.

"He's in the shower, Damon." I spat his name, honestly very irritated with him. Just because he had to unsire Elena didn't mean he had to ruin things for everyone else.

He nodded, strolling over as I turned to put the spaghetti into the pot. "Thrilling," He grabbed a hold of my hand, staring down at me. "now, let's get one thing straight, little witch, you're not going to distract him from why we're here."

I glared at him, trying to twist my arm out of his grasp. "You don't care about him at all, do you, Damon?"

"I care about Elena." He answered curtly, releasing my arm with a venomous stare.

I laughed. "Elena would want Jeremy to be happy. You can't push him on all of this, Damon. He needs a break."

Damon's face was a hard line and the room was completely silent for a long moment.

"Damon, go brood somewhere else." Jeremy yelled from the doorway of the kitchen, hair dripping wet from his shower and wearing a pair of old grey sweats.

Damon growled in my direction before storming past Jeremy into the hall. "Curfew's at 6." He told Jeremy just loud enough so I could hear.

I rolled my eyes, turning to tend to the spaghetti.

Jeremy's arms wrapped around my waist from the back, lips close to my ear. "Sorry about that."

I shrugged, turning in his arms to kiss him gently. "It's fine.."

He looked at me, slipping his fingers up to cup the small of my back. "You sure?"

I shuddered at his touch, nodding and kissing his shoulder. "I'm good, really."

"Okay.." He answered quietly, fingers curling up to draw circles through the thin fabric of my shirt.

I leaned my forehead against his shoulder, just letting him touch me. That was until the water in the pot behind us startled bubbling viciously. I sighed loudly, pulling away from him and quickly moving to strain the spaghetti and get it on a couple of plates. I could feel his eyes on me, watching me intensely as I moved to set the plates at the table. "Jeremy.." I muttered, slowly looking up at him, trying not to focus on how his damp shirt was clinging to those new muscles he'd gained from being a Hunter.

"Yeah?" He answered, not moving toward the table, but instead just staring at me with that same intense gaze.

My heart thudded erratically in my chest, but I couldn't look away from him. "I'm really not hungry anymore." It was true. Somewhere in between the "talk" with Damon and then Jer's fingers drawing patterns against my back... the hunger kind of dissipated.

He nodded, crossing the room slowly to look down at me. "I'm not either."

"Jer.." My voice sounded strange now as I reached up to slip my fingers in his hair, heart rate accelerating as he drew me into his arms.

He frowned just a bit. "What's wrong, Bonnie?"

How cute. He thought something was wrong. "Jeremy, just kiss me." I muttered before leaning up and closing the distance between us myself. My stomach was on fire as I pressed myself against him, relishing every inch of his flawless body. He was somewhat surprised by my actions at first, but he quickly jumped on board, kissing me back with equal fever.

"Bon, you're so beautiful." He whispered against my lips, kissing down my jaw and making me sigh with pleasure.

"Jeremy," I rasped, watching as he looked up at me with a dear-in-headlights expression. He thought I was going to ask him to stop. Oh how wrong he was. "Can we go upstairs?"

He didn't do anything for a long moment, instead just staring into my brown eyes with a lighthearted confusion. I wasn't really sure why. I knew for a fact he was far from a virgin. So, why did he look so utterly stunned by this proposal? I didn't have very much time to dwell on this fact though because he nodded, reaching down and quickly sweeping me off me feet.

"God, Jer." I murmured, wrapping my legs around his waist.

"Sorry." He mumbled back, kissing me once more before carrying me carefully up the stairs.

A few minutes later, clothes were falling to the floor and he was gently pinning me down against the mattress. His kisses were gentle against my bare skin, skimming along my body and making me shiver with anticipation before I finally drug his lips back to my own, meeting his eyes with a little smile. "Enough playing, Jer.."

I didn't set out for them to do the dirty in this chapter. It just kind of happened. I don't know. Don't judge me. STOP IT. You're judging me. I FEEL IT...

But really. This is one of the things that stands out the most to me about Beremy. Jeremy had a lot of sex with his other girlfriends. But with Bonnie, nothing. I think that shows a different level of devotion and a more solid relationship that they waited. anyway.

Hannah xx