Chapter 8
I wake up in a unknown bed with two arms around me. I look up to see Elijah. I am sleeping in Elijah bed. Then I look at my face resting in his defined chest. Well I am sleeping on Elijah. What time is it? I wonder and I try to move which is impossible. I look at the windows and I could see some light coming from the curtains.
I close my eyes remembering last night, ok, it was amazing and hot. Very hot. Elijah deftly knows how to please a woman. I look up and he stills sleeping. It feels good to be in his arms and so calm like there is no problem, no fights, I could just stay here. No. No. No. Don't think like that. It doesn't matter how handsome and interesting he is. Great now he is interesting. He just a guy you slept with and gave you the best orgasm of your life. What the hell is wrong with my head. Hungry. That's it, I feel hungry not that I am surprised by that after all the two round of hot sex and I did barely eat at the ball of course I am hungry but I like them felling of him. I need food now and then I will think straight.
"Elijah." I say softly and he opens his eyes. "Where you awake?"
"Yes." He simply says, god, he looks so sexy with his messy hair. Nop, stop it. "Are you ok?"
Ok. Let me see. I get had amazing sex, twice and now my head has gone insane because I like the felling of him. "I'm hungry." I simply say and he nods losing me and I get up looking for my bra and panties. Great I don't have them. I see my dress in the floor. Thank god that it still perfect.
"Do you want a shower?" He asks me and I look at him shocked. Shower? "While I prepare breakfast."
"It's ok I will eat … at the grill." I say remembering that I don't have a 'home' anymore.
"I will cook breakfast." He says determinate and I look at him only wearing his boxers. Good lord. That defined chest. I just want to pass my hands all over his abs. What the hell is wrong with me? I need a shower. A cold one. "Daniela?" He calls my name and I look up again blinking.
"Sorry. I got… distracted." I say and I can see a smirk forming in his month. Is there anything not good-looking about him? He pulls me to with his hand around my lower back and gives me a kiss. At first I am a little shocked but then I kissed him back. I passed his tongue by my lower lip and I moan making him slip his tongue on my mouth and I pull my hands on his hair pulling him to me as our tongues fight for dominion. When breathing because necessary we pull apart. Thank god for my breath control. You need to control not just your breathing Daniela. "I think I will accept the shower." I say to him and he blinks surprise.
"Ok." He says and I walk to the bathroom.
When I get to the bedroom I see a shirt and boxers on the bed and there is no sign of Elijah. I do need clothes. I get dressed and I can feel Elijah's smell on the clothes. He's attracted and distinct smell. What is wrong with me? I start to walk to the hall and then to the stares finding the kitchen.
"Good morning." I hear a familiar accent and I turn to see Kol staring at my body.
"Good morning Kol." I say to him. "Do you happen to know where the kitchen his?"
"What if I do what I will win with that? A kiss, maybe." He says very close to me.
"You wish." I say and he smirks looking at my cleavage and then at my face again.
"Oh I do." He says.
"Causing troubles Kol." Another British accent says and Kol leaves my personal space and Klaus sees me for the first time and his eyes open with surprise. "Daniela."
"Klaus." Great, anyone else?
"Are you?" Elijah comes and looks at the scene. "Brothers." He says and them looks at me and I just stare at his shirtless body again. Focus.
"I couldn't find the kitchen." I say to him and I can see a smile appearing in his face.
"Follow me." He says and I do it.
The kitchen, just like the rest of the house. Big, amazing well decorated and simple at the same time.
"Any preference on coffee?"
"Black." I say to him as he handles me the coffee and French toast.
"We aren't very used to have food in the kitchen." He says to me and I nod understanding.
"It's fine." I say tasting the coffee and eating in simple silence but not bad silence, actually it was comfortable and we shared some looks. When I finish I tell Elijah that I am going upstairs and I get dressed in my gown and then I get my purse taking my phone from there.
5 missed calls.
"Daniela, it me Caroline, I hear you fight with Elena last night, if you need something just call me. I am worry about you."
Caroline was always like a younger sister to me. She, Jeremy and Jenna are the only persons in this world I would do anything for. I hear the other 3 calls that are from New York and then the last one, from Damon.
"It me. I went to your house. Or Elena's, what the hell you call it. I took all your bags from there and from your office they are in a guest room at the boarding house. Call me."
"Would you like anything?" Elijah asks me at the door.
"No I am fine. I was just checking my phone." I say and put the sandals and start walking to the door where Elijah is still leaning with his eyes on me. "I should probably go." I say to him, why this feels wrong. I left so many times and it didn't felt wrong, why does it now.
"Where are you staying?" He asks me.
"Apparently at the Salvatore's." I say and he looks confused. "Damon called me saying that he got my things to a guess room." Why am I justifying to him?
"Oh… ok." He says and I could feel something, jealousy, in his eyes. Impossible. I am seeing things. The tension in the air could almost be cut with a knife and then I hear the vampire take a deep breath. "When do you leave?"
"Probably on Wednesday." I say to him and he nods but I couldn't read his eyes.
"Maybe we could plan something before you leave." He says and I look at him. He wants to plan something, that is strange.
"Plan what?"
"I don't know, we could go out for dinner." He says and I look down. He wants a date. A don't do dates. You have done it yesterday. That was one time. You want more than hot heavy sex with Elijah. Damon can't be right. I am not capable or more. Just because you aren't capable doesn't mean you don't want it. "Daniela." His soft voice breaks my thoughts.
"Sorry I was thinking."
"About what? You have been thinking since you wake up this morning." He says to me, so he was wake before I was why he didn't wake me up.
"A lot of things. Like 100 times at the same time."
"You can talk to me." He says and I look in his eyes looking for a lie trying to see if he is playing me. But I don't find it. I can't find anything bad about it. Why does he care? Care isn't good. The only people who I think care about me, don't even know me. Then don't know all the bad things surrounding me. I have lost myself in the last days showing more than I should. I can't do it. God damn it, my head is a mess. "I will give you time to think Daniela." He says and I look at him surprised. "Just don't lock yourself." He says kissing my cheek and I close my eyes. This act is as much intimate as all we done last night. Even more. When he steps away a little bit I give him a smile and I walk outside.
When I get to the entrance I see Rebekah and his brothers. Her dress as a bit destroyed.
"Daniela." She says with a smirk knowing very well what or who I have done last night.
"Becca." I say and I wink at here.
"We will talk later." She tells me and I nod.
I walk into the boarding house after driving around for hours and visit my mother's grave. When I walk into the living room I see Damon drinking, as usual, close to the fireplace and I get close to him.
"Thank you." I say and he turns. "Thank you for letting me stay here."
"It was the least I could do. How are you?"
"I need a drink." I say and he prepares another glass giving it to me.
"Did you done it?"
"Yes. More than once actually."
"Don't need details." He says and then looks at me in the eyes. "You feel don't you? You want more with him then just sex." He asks and I look down. "You do."
I look at the fire in the fireplace felling the warm. "I do." I say and all my felling are all up at once when the realization hit me. "I do." I say almost breaking and I feel Damon's arms around me in a hug. "Why Damon?"
He keeps hugging me and I feel his head on mine. "Because you care, because you feel, because your walls are breaking."
"I don't want this Damon, it scares me."
"I know." He says and I know who much he means it. "I know Dani."
So some Damon and Daniela and a lot of Elijah and Daniela. Thank you all for the reviews they make my day and help me right this story. Next chapter Jeremy returns.