"Who are you," Caroline asked as he helped her off of the bar his hands sliding off her.
"You know who I am," he replied smirking as he fought the urge growing to fight off the ones looking at his newly found mate.
"I've heard of you," she said brushing him off as he gripped her arm.
"Call me Klaus," he said introducing himself. "Caroline," she muttered
growling as her wolf bristled. "I suppose we have to get to know each other now."
"I suppose you're right," he said unhappy as well.
"My shifts almost over," she said walking around the bar end, "Then we'll talk."
"Is that why you were lying on the bar," he asked curiously observing her his mind recalling the man who was doing a body shot off of her.
"No," she said as she turned around giving him a view of her muscled
bare back and low jeans as she reached the top shelf bringing down one of
the brown bottles.
"You want," she offered as she picked up two cups and poured them
without waiting for his answer.
Klaus took his cup their fingers grazing, causing a spark, one
that could only continue to grow until they threw in the towel and gave into mating ritual.
She drew back her hand as if it burned before she wiped it on her pant and
gulped down half of her glass.
"You're supposed to savor it," he said gesturing to the liquor.
Caroline made a face drinking the rest just to spite him only feeling half bad
about it.
"You showed me," he muttered leaning his elbows on the bar as he threw a crooked grin her way making her scoff.
Caroline reluctantly smiled already feeling the draw to him she looked up at the clock before she nodded at the other barkeep and bowed her head.
Klaus watched the interaction with a keen eye as she disappeared around the back and reappeared with a leather jacket and side bag.
"Come on," she said clearly calling the shots Klaus bit back a laugh as he followed after her down the back way and on to a fire escape.
He walked in step with her, "Is that your bar," he asked pointing down as they climbed a few levels confusing him.
Caroline turned and nodded, "Yup," she replied looking behind her as the stairs creaked beneath them.
"You don't talk much," he blurted mid-thought she stopped unable to help her laughter as she looked back at him.
"I do, actually," she said, "I talk a lot, I'm just in my head right now." she told him as they reached a half opened window and she climbed through.
"You do live here right," he asked unsure if he should follow Caroline nodded as the wind blew at her curtain.
He caught a glimpse of her pulling off her halter top he hoped she hadn't heard his in-take of breath at the sight as he climbed in after her.
"I just forgot my keys," she said as she pulled on a t-shirt and slipped out of her boots plopping down on her couch.
"Could I," he asked ignoring the fact that she wasn't wearing anything but a shirt and jeans.
Caroline nodded scooting over for him to sit down as she tucked her feet under herself.
"Wait," she said pointing to him, "We're going to need this," she said getting up confusing him to no end.
She reached her kitchen in a matter of seconds grabbing glasses and a large bowl of ice before she ran back and set them on the coffee table as he sat.
Caroline slowed down reaching under one of her shelves to grab another bottle
Klaus smiled already liking her.
She placed the bottle next to him as she sat he grabbed for it opening it, "Good year," he complimented she nodded a smile gracing her lips at his approval.
"Where are you from," she asked curious about his accent and just how he ended up being her mate when she lived in town no one ever stayed in for long.
"That," he began with a quirk of his brow pouring them both a drink, "Is a long story," he said intriguing her with the lick of his lips.