Hey guys! Thanks so much for the kind words for the last chapter! Seems like everybody liked it :)
Here is chapter 12! I almost held out until I hit 200(!) reviews, but I'm not that mean lololol
Hope you enjoy (non-smut people, avert your eyes at the beginning)
Unbeta'd so please excuse any errors!
Caroline's eyes fluttered open as the morning sun streamed through her window. Her head thudded with a dull ache, her mouth slightly dry from the alcohol. She became very aware of her state of undress and that a pair of soft lips were currently placing feather-light kisses down her bare back.
"Klaus?" she murmured, sighing contently as he rubbed his stubble against her spine in response.
His lips continued to trail down her back, teeth nipping slightly at the curve of her hip. She moaned quietly, stretching her arms above her as his ministrations continued to send shocks of arousal to her core. Squealing excitably as Klaus abruptly pushed her onto her back, Caroline bit the bottom of her lip as she watched his lips continue to press hot kisses across her belly.
"What are y-"
"Shhh," he interrupted, his lips never leaving her skin.
Her body shuddered pleasurably at the sensation the vibrations of his voice left on her skin. She snapped her mouth shut, ignoring the tiny inkling of common sense that her brain was trying to tell her.
She really should get up and pretend that none of last night and this morning happened, but her body was just begging to be ravished by him one more time.
He pulled her legs apart gently, his lips bypassing her center and dropped down to her thigh. She whined, bucking her hips towards his smirking mouth. He ignored her, continuing to trail kisses down her thigh. Once he arrived at her kneecap, he lifted up her leg and pressed an open-mouth kiss to the back of it. Caroline never thought that was a particularly erogenous zone for her, but the heat pooling in her belly at his ministration said otherwise.
He looped her leg over his shoulder as his mouth began its ascent up her leg. She moaned quietly, her core throbbing as his teeth nibbled on the inside of her thigh. He reached the apex of her thighs, still ignoring her center as he began to bite and suck on the sensitive skin between her wet heat and thigh.
"Klaus," she groaned, her voice coming out raspier than both of them expected.
He hummed in response, licking a trail up her inner thigh. Her body shivered, the tension in her belly increasing.
"Stop teasing," she gasped, bucking her hips towards his face.
He looked up at her, his heated gaze causing a stab of arousal to her slick heat.
"Please."
Apparently that was all he needed to hear, as Klaus licked lightly at her dripping folds. Caroline threw back her head, her hips jerking of their own accord. He continued to lap at her core, ignoring her clit as it continued to throb insistently. Caroline continued to gasp out her pleasure, covering her mouth with her hands at her orgasm continued to solidly build.
"Klaus," she whined, biting her bottom lip as her hips rubbed against his face.
His stubble tickled against her thighs, the prickly sensation sending her reeling. He inserted a finger into her, his tongue finally making contact with her aching clit. He hooked his fingers, stroking her walls as she let out a loud moan, her hips twitching against his face. He sucked gently at her clit, causing her to struggle for breath.
Klaus continued to thrust his fingers into her, watching her with hooded eyes. Caroline's eyes were closed as she rolled her hips to meet his thrusts, biting her lip as she neared her climax. The tension in her belly tightened considerably, her inner walls clamping down on his fingers as a sign of her impending orgasm.
Burying his face in her folds, Klaus' lips clamped down on her clit and sucked. Caroline shrieked, her hips violently jerking at his ministration. She opened her eyes and looked down at Klaus, the seductive gaze in his eyes pushing her over the edge. She cursed under her breath, panting her release as Klaus continued to coax her through her orgasm. Her body hummed against his lips as he licked up the evidence of her orgasm, a wicked smile plastered across his lips.
She grinned back at him, feeling completely sated as his lips made it their way up her body, stopping to kiss her neglected breasts. She sighed at the gesture, him enveloping a nipple with his lips and flicking it with his tongue as his thumb caressed her other breast. He released her breast with a pop, his lips continuing their ascent to her mouth. Kissing her briefly, Caroline moaned in his mouth as the taste of herself lingered on his tongue.
"Hi," he murmured, breaking the kiss.
She beamed back at him, ignoring her subconscious telling her to get up. "Morning."
He just smiled back, running a hand through her tangled blonde curls that were splayed across her pillow.
"Do you uh- need me to uh-," Caroline began, gesturing to his thick erection that was pressed against her thigh.
Klaus shook his head, the tips of his ears turning red. "I just really wanted to do that."
Caroline flushed, a slow smile spreading across her face at his confession. He smirked back at her, pressing a kiss to her lips before rolling off her.
"Breakfast?" he asked, looking over the edge the bed for his boxers.
Caroline froze at his suggestion, the dark cloud of doom looming over her head.
Her experience with Klaus was meant to be just a one-time thing.
A "get it out of my system before I explode" experience.
She'd be lying if she said that her body wasn't already aching for his touch again. But she just broke up with Tyler. She needed time to mourn that, even if she had checked out of that relationship a long time ago.
Plus, Klaus wasn't one to do relationships, but she was. It would just be better off for both of them if they pretended that last night (and this morning) didn't happen. For the sake of her sanity and their friendship at least. On the other hand, the idea of facing any type of rejection from Klaus was unbearable.
He was an addiction that she couldn't afford to have.
So, it was up to her to bite the bullet and end it before he could have the chance.
"Um, I'm late for work," Caroline responded, ignoring his questioning look.
She looked for her top and shorts on the floor, wrapping herself in a bed sheet to conceal her naked body from him. Klaus had stood up already and was facing her, his boxers slung low on his hips.
She pointedly avoided his gaze, continuing to root around the floor for her clothes.
"Okay," he began slowly. "Lunch?"
Caroline stopped looking around, biting her lip contemplatively. She peered up at Klaus through her lashes, her fingers tightening on her sheet as she pulled it protectively closer to her body. She was feeling extremely vulnerable, stark naked wrapped up in a sheet under his inquisitive stare.
"Listen, Klaus," she began, ignoring how his face seemed to wince at her tone.
"Last night was...amazing," she continued, letting her control slip for a minute as she flashed him a smile.
The corners of Klaus' mouth tilted upward as he moved past the bed and headed towards her. Her face heated up at the predatorily way he was staring at her, wanting nothing more than to drop the sheet and let him have his way with her yet again.
"Indeed it was," he assured her, leaning down and placing an affectionate kiss on her lips.
She hummed approvingly in his mouth, his fingers curling on her hips as he pulled her closer to him. He pulled away, pressing a kiss on her forehead as she fought to control her heartbeat.
"But it can't happen again."
There was a pause and Klaus released her hips with a deep sigh. She opened her eyes, peeking up at him nervously. His lips were pressed together in a thin line, his jaw set, and his dark gaze was unreadable. Her fingers twisted nervously in her sheet, biting her lip as she watched him quietly.
"Why not?" he asked, his voice low and confused.
Caroline sighed, bypassing him as she sat down on the edge of her bed. She patted the spot next to her, watching as Klaus stiltedly sat down next to her.
"I just got out of a five-year relationship," Caroline began, focusing her attention on the wall in front of her.
"Last night was great, seriously. But, I know you don't do serious, and to be honest, I don't want to rebound on to you."
"What's wrong with that?" Klaus asked, picking her chin up with his fingers. "I'm always up for a constant need to rebound."
Caroline's lips went dry at the devilish look in his eyes.
"It's not fair to you," she mumbled.
He shrugged. "I think it's perfectly fair if I know what I'm getting into."
"You don't do relationships," Caroline gestured between them. "And I do."
"But I could," Klaus interrupted, sounding more hesitant than his voice was trying to convey.
She sighed, her shoulders slumping. "You could, but I don't want to ruin this."
"This?"
"This-" Caroline gestured between themselves again. "This friendship."
"Friendship," Klaus echoed, the words sounding hollow falling from his lips.
She nodded, looking at him carefully. "We are friends aren't we?"
Klaus pressed his lips together, looking at her carefully. He nodded once, snapping his head back to the wall.
"Yes, of course."
Caroline continued to watch him, unconvinced. "So we agree? Just friends? Who had one amazing night?"
Klaus let out a sigh, looking at her. She was caught off guard by the look in his eyes. There was a glint of vulnerability mixed is that hurt? but the rest was masked with an emotion she still couldn't decipher.
"Friends."
Caroline smiled back at him, her heart falling slightly at his grim attempt of returning it. Klaus stood up, silently gathering his clothes to redress. The silence between them was palpable, her wanting nothing more than to crawl into a little ball under the bed and hide from life for the next year.
"My shirt?" he asked, looking under her comforter.
Caroline bit her lip, thinking about last seeing it when her face suddenly flushed. "It's in my entry way."
She watched him cautiously, as if she was waiting for him to do something other than act completely stoic. Klaus nodded slightly, an impish grin tugging at his lips.
"I remember that very clearly," his voice taking on a low, sexual tone.
Caroline's body acted accordingly as a stab of arousal flushed to her core. Pressing her thighs together firmly, she avoided Klaus' smirking look.
"Shut up," she murmured.
His grin just grew.
She got up and pushed past him with a sigh, pretending he wasn't checking her out as he followed her out to the entryway. She located his shirt quickly, her face stained red as she found it on top of a lamp. Handing him the shirt, she averted his gaze as he put it on. She didn't exactly trust herself to watch him dress without the desire of ripping his clothes back off.
"So, friends?" she asked again, watching him put his wallet in his back pocket.
Klaus' gaze froze slightly, before he relaxed it. Flashing her a small, quick smile, he nodded.
"There's a press conference this week at Town Hall," Caroline reminded him. "Coffee after?"
He nodded again, his silence nagging at her. She offered him a bright smile, knowing he was unable to resist it. Sure enough, he smiled right back at her. His face was still tight with tension, and his smile was awkward, but Caroline figured that he just felt super uncomfortable with his one night stands and staying over.
"I'll call you later?" she asked, mentally smacking herself for how lame that sounded.
"Of course," he murmured, finally deciding to use his vocal cords.
She beamed at him, reaching for the doorknob. She started turning it and-
"Just one more thing," he said, yanking her hand and pulling her into his arms.
He kissed her deeply, as if he was trying to memorize the feel of his lips on hers. She gasped into his mouth, pulling his head down to hers firmly. Her mind spun with desire, her body humming up against his. He nipped at her bottom lip one last time and pulled away.
Placing a chaste kiss on her forehead, Klaus squeezed her arms gently. She closed her eyes briefly, opening when his lips left her forehead. She felt strangely cold as he let go of her arms, walking towards her door without a look back.
"Bye, love."
With that he was gone and Caroline was left feeling strangely empty.
"It's Caroline," she called feebly to the door, her head spinning with confusion.
What did she just do?
Klaus stalked past his doorman, ignoring the older man's greeting. His head was lost in thoughts of Caroline and everything that had happened between them since the night before. Never in a million years would he had expected to end up at her place last night, with her wrapped in his arms, sighing in ecstasy.
He was expecting to feel awkward the next morning, not used to staying over with his nightly conquests. But it had been a long time for him, and her body was so delicious. The little sighs and delectable moans she gave out this morning drove him crazy and he longed to be sheathed inside her once more. It felt right, waking up with her wrapped in his arms. Like something that he did every single morning.
But like she said, he didn't do relationships.
And, she just got out of a five year relationship that had ended in a broken engagement.
He didn't know what to expect that morning when the fog lifted and reality settled in, but her initial rejection of something more stung more than he was willing to admit.
Klaus had to be fair though, she was newly single and his track record with relationships were with minimal success, practically nonexistent.
Perhaps she was doing him a favor.
Then why did he feel so rejected?
"Brother?"
Klaus snapped out of his thoughts, confused to see Elijah and Enzo waiting by his apartment door staring at him expectantly.
"What are you doing here?" Klaus asked, fishing in his jeans for his keys.
He unlocked the door, holding it open as the two men let themselves into the entry hall.
"It's Monday morning," Enzo replied, heading straight for Klaus's kitchen. "Breakfast time."
Klaus groaned inwardly. He and Elijah had a standard Monday morning breakfast at his apartment to catch up. Their other brothers were usually invited but Kol was normally still hung-over and Finn was too busy in the mornings with his kids. When Rebekah and Enzo began dating, the British man had taken it upon himself to invite himself for the free food.
"Yes, please help yourself to my food," Klaus called after Enzo, rolling his eyes at Enzo's bright reply that he would.
"You look troubled, brother," Elijah remarked, looking at him thoughtfully.
He avoided his brother's inquisitive stare, making his way into the kitchen to make himself a calming cup of tea. Enzo had already begun the makings of a full English breakfast, frying eggs in the pan as he searched for a can of beans in the cupboard.
"Where's the beans?"
Klaus shook his head. "I must have forgotten to replace the ones we used last week."
Enzo made a face. "Well, I guess we will have to make do."
He didn't respond, settling his kettle on a burner and turning it on high. Enzo and Elijah looked at each other concernedly at his lack of reaction. Klaus reached for his tea mug, lost in his thoughts about the blonde spitfire who put his world on edge.
"Okay, I can't take it anymore," Enzo said, interrupting Klaus' thoughts. "What is with you?"
"What do you mean?" Klaus asked, frowning.
Enzo rolled his eyes, a whole lot like his sister did when she was exasperated with him.
"You're distracted, still in last night's clothes, forgot about breakfast, and- Holy shit," Enzo stopped suddenly, a wry grin growing on his face.
Klaus narrowed his eyes at him. "What?"
"Who is the lucky lady, mate?"
Klaus scoffed, walking past him to pull the whistling kettle off the burner. "I don't know what you're talking about."
He poured the scalding water into his mug, playing with the tea bag anxiously as he avoided Elijah and Enzo's cat-ate-the-mouse smiles.
"When we spoke last night, you were headed to Donovan's," Elijah mused, pulling a chair out at the kitchen table.
"Your point?"
"Must have been a good night if you just returned back this morning," Enzo continued nonchalantly, scooping eggs out of the frying pan.
Klaus just nodded, dipping his tea bag back into his mug thoughtfully. Elijah and Enzo exchanged exasperated glances until Enzo reached over and plucked the mug out of his hands.
"Do that again and I will tear out your lung," Klaus growled, yanking his mug back in his hands.
"And he's back." his brother quipped.
"What happened last night, mate?" Enzo asked, pushing a plate of food in front of him.
He rolled his eyes, the exchange starting to feel a little too schoolgirl for him. Sipping at his mug, he closed his eyes in bliss at the taste for a moment.
"Caroline Forbes," was all he muttered out.
"You shagged her?" Enzo asked, a grin growing across his face. "Excellent!"
Klaus glared at him, turning his dark look to Elijah who was fighting a smile.
"Don't get your knickers in a wad," Klaus warned. "I'm not giving you any dirty details."
Enzo rolled his eyes, shoveling food into his mouth. Elijah wrinkled his forehead in confusion.
"I thought Miss. Forbes was engaged."
"Was," Klaus replied, grimacing at the hot tea as it slid down his throat.
"It's about time you shagged her," Enzo remarked, interrupting. "You've fancied her for what? Two years now?"
"Is that true, Niklaus?" Elijah asked, folding his hands on top of the table.
"The shagging or fancying? Because I assure you, dear Elijah, that both are true."
"Mate, how are you going to give my sister children if I cut off your testicles?" Klaus growled, his stormy look shooting daggers at Enzo.
The dark-haired man just grinned impishly back at him.
Klaus continued to glare at Enzo before turning to Elijah. "I wouldn't say fancy per se. She's attractive, I'm attractive, and when-"
"He's fancied her forever, Elijah," Enzo cut in, smirking at Klaus' groan.
The corner of his brother's lips tilted in amusement, watching Klaus send death glares to the blissfully unaware dark-haired man.
"You'd think a little bit of sex would cheer you up," Enzo remarked.
Klaus sighed. "Not that it's any of your business, but it did. And now that's done and I'm moving on."
"You don't look like it cheered you up."
"It's early, and I'm still waking up," Klaus gestured towards his cup flippantly.
"Really? Because I find a bout of morning sex with your sister really energizes me-" Enzo began. "Perhaps Caro-"
"How do you think Rebekah is going to like you after I remove your teeth?" Klaus retorted, making the dark-haired man chuckle.
"Niklaus," Elijah chastised.
Klaus sent Elijah an annoyed glare, before his shoulders slumped in defeat. He picked up his fork and shoved a bite of food into his mouth, the food instantly comforting him.
"You burned the bottom of these," he mumbled, taking another bite.
Enzo and Elijah chuckled, both of them digging into their food. The room was silent for a minute, all parties occupied with their food and thoughts. Klaus set down his fork, reaching his tea mug and played with the tea bag string.
"She, uh, says she wants to stay friends."
Enzo and Elijah exchanged surprised looks, shocked at his rare hint of vulnerability.
"Isn't that what you want?" Elijah asked.
Klaus shrugged. "Yes, of course. I suppose my pride was wounded since she came to the conclusion before I could."
Enzo snorted. "You fancy her."
"We've discussed this before," Klaus sighed, rolling his eyes. "She's a passing fan-"
Enzo shook his head before Klaus could finish his sentence.
"No, I mean you really fancy her."
"That's preposterous," Klaus remarked, frowning at him.
"I agree with Enzo, actually," Elijah chimed in.
"Have you two gone mad?" Klaus thundered.
The two men chuckled briefly, pushing away their plates as they faced the murderous man at the end of the table.
"Mate, you've been going on and on about this Forbes woman for years. You finally get your one shot, and then your mood is absolutely foul after she tells you that she'd rather stay friends. Your pride is fine," Enzo dissected, reveling in the ever growing panic in Klaus' face. "You're smitten."
Klaus sat there, digesting Enzo's words. His palms were sweaty as he ran old conversations with Caroline through his mind. The devastating curve of her lips etched in his brain, the sound of her laugh sending him reeling, and how he longed to hear it almost every day.
How he'd do anything to bury himself back in her and lose himself to her over and over.
Fuck.
"Shit," Klaus whispered, dropping his fork on his plate with a clang.
Enzo and Elijah were smirking victoriously at him, the realization having crept on his face.
"It's about time. Even Stiffy over here finally found a woman to take mercy on him," Enzo laughed, jerking his thumb in Elijah's direction.
"I beg your pardon," Elijah responded, appalled.
Enzo rolled his eyes, folding his arms across his chest. "So what now?"
Klaus blinked at him, shaking his head slightly. "Not sure what I can do."
Enzo's grin broadened, leaning towards him. "Just do what I did to get your sister. Make yourself completely irresistible to her. Lean in a little closer, touch her unnecessarily. It's obvious she's attracted to you. She won't be able to resist you."
Klaus curled his lips in disgust at the mention of his sister and Enzo, but he did think Enzo had a good point.
"Seduce her until she cracks," he murmured, Enzo nodding his head vigorously.
"Be her friend, do whatever she wants, but just kick it up a notch."
Klaus nodded, a slow smile blooming across his face as everything started to become clear.
He was going to be the best friend Caroline Forbes ever had.
He was startled out of his thoughts by the loud protesting of his phone as it rang. He reached for it, his brow wrinkling in confusion as he saw the Star's editor's name splashed across it. He wasn't due for work until later that morning, and his boss rarely called him.
"I have to take this," Klaus muttered, pressing the green "talk" button.
"Alaric, mate, what's up?"
Caroline breezed through the Herald's office entrance, immediately spotting Katherine's mop of chestnut curls. She was bent over Davina Claire's desk, both of them whispering. Probably something about Hayley Marshall who was down in sports. The woman had quite the loose reputation, making her Katherine's favorite gossip topic.
She immediately made her way over to the girls, yanking Katherine's elbow as she yelped, calling a sorry to Davina over her shoulder as she pulled her away.
"The hell, Care?" Katherine hissed, tugging her arm back with a glare. "I hope you can pop shoulders back into sockets."
Caroline drug her into her office, shutting the door behind her and releasing her best friend. Katherine glared at her, massaging her arm gently where Caroline had clamped down on it.
"I know, I know, I'm so sorry," Caroline apologized, her voice coming out pleadingly. "But if I don't tell you now I will explode."
Katherine let go of her arm, reaching for Caroline's as she noticed the stressed look on her face. "Oh my God, who died?"
"Tyler and I broke up," Caroline blurted out.
A gasp fell out of the brunette's lips and her eyes widened in surprise. "Caroline-"
"And I kind of, totally had sex with Klaus last night after it happened," Caroline finished, clenching her eyes shut.
"YOU WHAT?" Katherine burst, her jaw dropping nearly to the ground.
Caroline groaned, dropping herself into her chair as Katherine continued to process her confession.
"Oh my God," Katherine gasped, blinking. "What the hell happened?"
"I don't know," Caroline whined, her voice muffled by her hands. "I was drunk and we were making out, and it felt really good to kiss him. Next thing I knew we were at my house, and we decided to not do anything, so we slept. And then I woke up in the middle of the night and was cuddling me and he felt really really good, so we just kind of did it."
"I was talking about Tyler, but oh my God Care," Katherine threw herself into the chair across from Caroline's. "I can't believe it."
"It gets worse," Caroline groaned. "I totally blew him off this morning and I think he's kind of mad."
"Wait, hold up," Katherine interrupted, waving her hand impatiently. "You blew off Klaus? The lady-killer?"
"After another mind-blowing orgasm," Caroline sighed, rubbing her face exhaustedly.
"Well, that answers my question about how good he is," Katherine quipped, a smirk tugging at her lips.
"Katherine!"
The brunette shrugged. "Hey, I've been telling you for years to hit that."
Caroline groaned, throwing her head back against her seat, her insides twisting at the reminder of her night with Klaus. Her face flushed slightly as she remembered how his tongue felt pressed against her, his rough, calloused hands touching her skin so tenderly, and his hips-
"You are totally thinking of him right now," Katherine interrupted her daydream, a devilish grin plastered across her face.
"Shut up," Caroline replied meekly, biting her lip.
Katherine beamed at her knowingly, straightening her back as her face grew serious. "What happened with Tyler?"
She shrugged, exhaling deeply. "Turns out he never wanted to marry me. He thought asking me to marry him was the right thing to do, and he's been ignoring the problem ever since we got engaged. It's over."
"So he's not cheating on you?" the brunette asked with a raised eyebrow.
Caroline shook her head quietly, suddenly downcast at the reminder of her broken engagement.
"Huh," Katherine mused. "I really thought that Marshall bitch down in Sports was trying to get her talons in him."
Caroline glared at her. "Thanks."
"Just being honest," she responded, flipping a lock of hair over her shoulder. "You deserve better than a boring, weak, piece of shit like him."
Caroline chuckled sardonically. "Thanks, Kat."
"So...Klaus," Katherine began, and Caroline shook her head firmly.
"Can we not go there yet? I'm still trying to process everything," she begged her, shooting soft eyes to the skeptical woman.
Katherine nodded, getting up to hug her softly. "Of course, Care."
Caroline sighed into her arms, feeling the stress lift off her shoulders. She really should have taken the day off from work. Everything with Tyler and Klaus was really twisting her nerves, and she was pretty positive that her blood pressure was through the roof. Eventually, she was going to have to discuss Klaus with Katherine, but that wasn't a subject she wasn't ready to touch.
Like, ever.
She still couldn't get the strange, downcast look on his face out of her mind, and it made her even more nauseous when she thought about her being the cause of it.
There was a knock on her door, and they pulled apart as Jenna stormed in her office.
"I have an announcement," her boss began, not bothering with greetings.
Caroline and Katherine exchanged confused looks.
"Thanks to a lack of newspapers being sold, we've lost half of our advertising backers," Jenna began, and Caroline's heart sank. "We can't run the paper anymore."
"Oh my God," Katherine whispered, underlying worry in her voice. "What happens next?"
"There is a solution however," Jenna continued, as if Katherine said nothing. "We are consolidating with another newspaper as of this morning."
"Which newspaper?" Caroline asked, clenching her fists together.
Jenna glared at her for interrupting. "The Chicago Star."
Caroline's stomach jumped to her throat, and her heart beat frantically at the news.
The Star was Klaus' paper.
"They will be moving into our quarters over the next couple of days, but we will have to share some offices," Jenna explained, a menacing smile growing across her face.
Caroline's mouth went dry as her brain screamed in horror.
Surely, she can't mean-
"Since you struggled so hard with the Mikaelson article and "absolutely couldn't do it", you get the honor of sharing your office with Klaus Mikaelson," Jenna's words echoing through Caroline as her body went numb with shock.
"I'm sure you two will get along just peachy."
With that, Jenna spun on her heel and stormed out of the office. Caroline stood rooted to the spot as Katherine looked at her sympathetically.
"Care-"
Caroline shook her head firmly, swallowing heavily as the weight of Jenna's words fully hit her.
"Oh, fuck."
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Soooo, thoughts? What do we think of the twist? Klaus' epiphany? Did we like the breakfast with Enzo and Elijah? How awesomely awkward do we think its about to be with Klaroline? What do we think of Enzo's idea on how to get Caroline? Please review, it helps me see what you are all liking/not liking/have questions about in the story :) And it's a huge motivator too :)
Until Next Time
Kaitlyn