Cannonball

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November 26th 2012.

Monday 5:10pm.

Mystic Falls

"What the fuck is this?!"

Have you ever had a moment in your life when time literally feels like it is standing still and not in a good way?

Exactly how I'm feeling right now.

Seconds pass slowly as I stand still, frozen, but the feeling of Elena tensing beside me slowly brings me back to the real world and when she steps away, out of my arms, I realize that this is actually happening.

So I slowly turn to my right to face my doorway and when I do, my stomach drops even more.

"Well?" Klaus asks impatiently, a look of confusion and anger on his face. "What is she doing here, Damon?" he asks coldly as he takes a further step into my apartment.

I open my mouth and then close it, because honestly, I don't know what to say. I don't spare a glance in Elena's direction just yet, because I know that if I do I will probably end up panicking just as much as she probably is right now.

"Answer me, Salvatore!" his voice raises and I clench my eyes shut for a moment before running a hand through my hair.

"Klaus...I..." I can't find any words.

"Jesus Christ." Klaus looks at me in disbelief before turning on his heel and storming out. I watch him go frozen, but it's Elena who finally pulls me back to life.

"Damon." she looks at me desperately, her eyes filling up with fearful tears.

I run out the door without another moments hesitation. "Klaus!" I shout after my best friend as I jog down the steps, following him to his car. "Klaus! Let me explain!"

"Explain what?!" he swings around to face me. "Why Elena fucking Gilbert, Gilbert, Damon, is not only in your apartment, but you're hugging her?! What the hell man?"

"You need to let me explain-"

"Please tell me it isn't what it looked like, that there is some kind of explanation behind all of this." he takes a step towards me. "You're using her, aren't you? Is that what this is?" he shakes his head and lets out a laugh. "Christ, it has to be, mate."

"It's not." I speak quietly, for the first time in my life I've lost my confidence and I watch as Klaus looks at me like I'm a complete stranger to him.

"Damon-"

"I need to tell you everything, from the beginning." I state almost pleadingly. "I need you to understand, I need to tell you from the start."

"Ok fine...I'm all ears." he mutters somewhat coldly and I nod my head slowly.

"Not here." I sigh and look around. "Just let me go and..." I motion towards my apartment with my hand. "And then I'll explain."

"Go back to her you mean?" he glares at me.

"Yeah." I nod slowly. "Just please...hear me out."

"Ok, fine." he folds his arms across his chest. "Go on then, I'll be waiting."

"Thank you." I look at him in relief before hurriedly walking back up to my apartment, and when I open the door, Elena is pacing up and down, a terrified look on her face as she places one of her hands on her forehead.

She swings around to face me when she notices my entrance. "Well?" she asks anxiously. "He's not going to tell anyone is he?"

"I don't think so." I frown slightly as I approach her, placing both of my hands on her arms and rub them up and down soothingly. "I need to go with him, so I can explain everything to him, ok?"

"Ok." she nods her head slowly.

"You can stay here if you want."

"I don't think that's a good idea, I mean what if-"

"No one is coming here, and if they do they can't get in, ok? The only reason Klaus did is because we forgot to lock the door. Don't think that we're not safe here, because we are ok." I kiss her forehead softly. "You look terrified, Elena, you can't go home in this state without questions being asked. So just put on a movie, have a few drinks, order takeout or raid my fridge, relax. I'll sort this, ok?"

"How do you know?" she asks quietly. "What if he tells someone, Damon? Then what happens to us?"

"He won't tell anyone." I try to sound confident. "He's had my back through things a lot worse than this, ok? He doesn't understand right now, he might not for a while, but I'll make him eventually. You just need to trust me."

"I do trust you." she replies slowly, her glistening brown eyes looking up at me and I push a smile and wipe away a fallen tear. "I'm just scared. I don't want things to change...for the first time in my life I'm happy and..." she trails off worriedly and I dip my head down and kiss her softly, slowly, reassuringly, lovingly.

"Everything will be ok, I'll make sure of it." I tell her forcefully. "But for now I have to go, I need to fix this."

"I know." she closes her eyes and kisses me again softly. "I'll wait for you here. Take however long it takes, ok? Don't rush back, I'll be ok."

I nod my head and leave, making sure Elena locks the door behind me before I take the short walk back to where Klaus is stood by his car.

"I feel like we need to have a drink for this conversation." he states simply once I'm within hearing distance and I nod my head slowly.

"I think that would be best." I agree and he nods his head before climbing into his car and I sigh before following him.

The entire ride is silent, and not the good kind either. I keep trying to play scenarios over and over in my head about how this is going to go, about how I am going to make Klaus try and understand something that I can barely understand myself.

All I know is that Elena came into my life when I was least expecting her too. It turned from something that I thought was purely just sex, a rebellious act on her part and a guilty pleasure on mine, into something so much more without either of us realizing or fully understanding and knowing why.

All I know is that I have feelings for this girl, real human feelings that I have never ever experienced before in my life. Feelings that confuse the hell out of me and scare me even more, feelings that snuck up on me and that I cannot control.

I didn't ask for this. Elena didn't ask for this. Our lives would be so much easier if we could just walk away from each other, but we can't and I don't want us too.

I just need to portray this to my best friend who hates the Gilbert's almost as much as I do (with the exception of Elena of course), and make him understand enough to keep this new found information to himself.

We arrive at some dive bar on the edge of town, I think maybe I've been here once or twice before but it was nothing to write home about.

Klaus gets out the car without a word and walks inside. I stand still in the empty parking lot for a moment before taking a deep breath and following him inside.

Here goes nothing.

"What do you want? On me." I slide up by the bar next to him but he just rolls his eyes.

"Whiskey, and keep them coming." I sigh at his choice, he's going straight to the hard stuff.

Guess I'll just have to join him.

We fall into another uncomfortable silence as I try to pick up the courage to speak, to explain myself. But I am just so scared that I'll say the wrong thing. My confidence in this situation has been shot to pieces and now I don't know how to act, how to behave.

I'm stumped.

"I didn't come here to sit in silence, Damon." Klaus finally breaks it as he finishes his whiskey in one large go and orders another one, putting it on my tab of course.

I look down at my glass and swirl my drink around before following his actions and downing it one.

Dutch courage, after all.

I order another one and take a slow small sip this time. The last thing I need to do right now is get drunk.

"It wasn't planned, none of it was planned."

"So what? You just happened to invite her over to your place and you just happened to have your arms around her in a very compromising position?" he snipes at me coldly. "Stop with your cryptic comments, Salvatore, and just tell me what the fuck is going on."

I nod my head. "Ok, fine." I mutter. "I met her during the summer at a bar, we got drunk and we hooked up. Later on that summer we started some sort of continuous fling, I was convinced that it was just sex but when she broke it off..." I trail. "I tried to deny that it bothered me, but it did and-"

"Wait, wait, so what you're saying is you've been fooling around with this girl since the summer?" he asks me in disbelief and I nod my head. "Fuck, Damon! Why her? Why Elena Gilbert? Was it to piss off her Dad? Why?"

"I don't know why."

He scoffs loudly. "Oh cut the shit, don't give me that bullshit."

"No, it's true." I argue. "I don't know why things with Elena are different, ok? I don't, all I know is that they are."

"Fine. So then what changed? You said that she ended things and that it was just sex. What changed?"

This is the part I was dreading the most.

"The fire."

"At The Grill?"

"Yeah." I sigh and run a hand down my face. "I...Elena didn't get out of the fire on her own." I turn to look at him and he looks confused. "I went in there and I saved her...her and Matt Donovan, but he was unconscious and didn't know I was there so I told Elena to keep it quiet, and that's how I hurt my foot, breaking her out."

He blinks slowly as a look of realization crosses over his face. "The tunnels..."

"Yeah." I sigh guiltily. "I used the tunnels, I showed Elena the way out, I took her through them."

"Damon your Dad is facing jail time for this! You practically turned in your own father for a Gilbert!"

"What the fuck was I supposed to do?!" I snap at him angrily. "Stand around and watch? Let her die! It was the only way to save her! I made a decision in that moment to save her life and I'd do it all over again if I had too!"

Klaus shakes his head in disbelief. "The fire services would have saved her!"

"How do you know that? The whole restaurant was on fire! They were stuck in a storage room with no windows and no way of escaping! The tunnels were the only way. I'm not going to apologize for that. I feel guilty for what is happening right now with my Dad, of course I do, but that doesn't mean that I'm sorry." I hiss at him furiously, because how can not saving Elena even be a possibility?

Klaus just shakes his head and takes another large swig from his drink. "I can't believe we are even having this conversation right now...this has come out of nowhere! I knew you were acting different lately, but I just figured you were doing something with your Uncle Zach, never in a million years would I have ever thought..." he trails in disbelief. "Elena Gilbert?"

"I really like her, Klaus." I tell him seriously. "You don't understand. This isn't a fling anymore, I...we're together."

"Together?!" he lets out a bellow of laughter and I clutch my glass even tighter to stop myself from lashing out angrily. "Do you hear yourself right now?! How could you both possibly be together when no one even knows about you, huh? This fling, yes, fling, that you're having isn't going to last forever, it can't and you know it. This is a disaster waiting to happen, Damon, I am telling you now this is going to end badly and you're going to end up hurt. She will hurt you, because despite her last name, girls like her don't belong with guys like us, it's just the way it is."

"That's not fair, you don't even know her-"

"What I know, is that you two have to sneak around to spend time together, that you're both lying to everyone, people you care about! You're betraying not only your families, but your friends too! Don't you see how wrong that is? This is going to blow up in both of your faces very soon, Damon. You're infatuated with this girl, clearly, but would you still feel the same way for her if she wasn't forbidden fruit?" he challenges me. "If her last name wasn't Gilbert and she was just a normal girl from school who you met and hooked up with one time? Would you still want to be with her then?"

"Absolutely." I bark back angrily that he could even think that.

But he just smirks and looks at me dead in the eye. "I don't believe you." he tells me bluntly. "This is what you do, Damon! You chase girls who are unavailable to you! Andie Starr for example, you knew she was with Vaughn but you made it your mission to hook up with her anyway!"

"Oh come on! You cannot possibly be comparing this to what I had with Andie? That was just sex, there was no relationship there! No feelings, nothing!"

"Exactly! Because you don't do feelings, you don't do relationships, you don't do girlfriends." he tells me sternly."This isn't real, Damon! What you think you have with Elena, isn't real! You need to cut your losses before someone else finds out about this because then you really will be screwed."

"Cut my losses?" I ask in disbelief and slam my glass down angrily onto the bar. "I don't think you understand, Klaus!" I bark at him furiously. "Elena isn't a game to me and what we have isn't a fling, it's fucking real!"

He laughs coldly and shakes his head almost like he's amused. "You're fooling yourself!"

"No, I'm falling in love with her!"

I freeze at my own words and Klaus stops and looks at me shocked.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

"What?"

I gulp, I clench my jaw, my heart pounds painfully against my chest and my throat is dry but the words that come out of my mouth next are as clear as day. "You heard me."

He stares at me in shock, like he doesn't know what to say or how to react and to be honest I don't blame him.

He's never seen this side of me before. All he has ever seen is his partner in crime, his semi-cruel crass arrogant but always up for a laugh best mate who loves the thrill of the chase, loves girls but not a girl.

After what feels like hours but in reality is merely just minutes, he shakes his head slowly and gives me a look I've never seen from him before.

"You've changed."

I stare back for a moment before finally speaking. "Yeah. Yeah, I guess I have." I pull out my wallet and throw some notes on the bar to cover the bill for the drinks we've had and I stand up and go to leave but then I think back to Elena who is probably still waiting anxiously and worriedly back at my place, panicking over whether or not our relationship is about to become public knowledge, so I turn back on my heel to see Klaus half spun on his stool watching me.

"I don't ask you for a lot of things, Klaus, but I will ask you this one thing. Don't tell anyone about what you saw today, about what I told you today. If our friendship means anything to you, meant anything to you, then you'll keep this a secret. I won't beg, but I will ask." I look at him seriously. "As your friend, I will ask you this one thing."

He stares back at me intently for a moment before giving a slight nod of the head. If I blinked, I would have missed it, but it's there so I nod back and turn and leave without looking back.

The walk back to my apartment is a long one, especially since it's decided to start raining as well, but I need it to think about the change of events that's just happened within the last hour.

Admitting to Klaus that I'm falling in love with Elena shocked me almost as much as it shocked him. I didn't mean for it to come out, I haven't even properly admitted it to myself yet.

But what I do know is that it's true, and it's been true for a while now. I mean, what is there not to love about her? She is...beautiful, inside and out, she is challenging, she is funny, and she is infuriating in the best kind of way.

I know it's too soon to tell her though, things between us are still fresh and new, who knows what could happen next. I just hope that Klaus finding out about her doesn't freak her out and makes her run away, because God knows the thoughts that have been brewing over and over in her mind while I've been gone.

I tiredly walk up the steps to my apartment, my clothes soaked from the rain and droplets dripping down my face from my hair. I go to knock on the door for Elena to let me in but then I realize that she'll panic and not answer so instead I pull out my cellphone and call her to let her know that it's me.

She swiftly opens the door and lets me inside and this time I make sure to lock the door after me.

"Jesus you're soaked through!" is the first thing she says. "You need to get out of these clothes or you'll get sick, Damon."

That's her first concern right now?

"Aren't you going to ask me how it went?" I ask with a small smile.

"Yes." she answers. "After you change out of those clothes."

"You just want to see me naked." I wiggle my eyebrows teasingly at her and it makes my insides melt when she smiles.

"Just change you idiot!" she rolls her eyes at me and I grin and quickly head into my room, throwing on some gym shorts and a different t-shirt.

When I walk back out the smile is gone and she's stood fiddling with her fingers as her hands link in front of her.

"Well?" she asks anxiously.

"He's not going to say anything." I tell her reassuringly.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. I trust him." I tell her honestly because it's the truth. "I'll probably have to talk to him again, explain some things but I promise he's not going to tell anyone about us."

"Ok." I watch as her entire body deflates in relief. "That's good." she smiles slightly but it slowly fades. "How did it go? Are you ok?"

"Yeah." I force a smile because it didn't exactly go great but Elena doesn't need to worry about that. "It'll all be fine." I approach her and kiss her forehead gently. "I promise." I wrap my arms around her tightly and pull her against me in a hug, sighing as her arms wrap back around me, her hand soothingly running up and down my back and for the first time today I feel relaxed.

And it's all because of her.

"What about this one?" Caroline asks me as she walks out of the dressing room wearing a pale blue dress.

It's been a few days since Klaus found out about Damon and me, and to be honest, I haven't really heard much about it since. In the grand scheme of things, everything is back to normal for me. The sneaking around, the lies, the growing relationship, it's continuing on as normal.

I know Damon has it much tougher than I do, I mean Klaus and I don't exactly run in the same circles, and I've not even seen him in passing at school since he found out about us.

It's always there though, in the back of my mind. Every time my Dad calls me down to speak to me, part of me panics that he knows, that he's somehow found it. The same thing happens with my Mom and Jeremy too, and even with Caroline and Bonnie on occasions.

"Yeah." I nod my head as I eye Caroline briefly in the outfit. "I like it, it's pretty."

"It's pretty." she repeats with a hint of frustration in her voice. "God Elena! What is wrong with you today? Every dress I've tried on all you have to say for yourself is that it's pretty or it's nice!"

"But it is pretty..." I trail, unsure of what else she wants me to say. I don't even want to be here but she pretty much forced me into it and since Winter Formal is approaching quickly, I didn't really have much of a choice since I am also being forced to attend.

"I don't want pretty, Elena! I want jaw dropping, I want beautiful, I want epic!" she whines. "Help me out here!"

I sigh loudly and stand up. "Ok, fine. If you want to look epic then this isn't the right dress, you need something more...elegant, classy, and this is just too cute for that."

"Thank you." she rolls her eyes at me before walking back behind the curtain. I mutter under my breath before turning my attention back to Damon who is currently in the process of sending me some very naughty flirty text messages, which isn't exactly helping me in my current situation in trying to help Caroline find the perfect dress.

Have you ever tried to be a good help in formal dress shopping while your secret boyfriend is sending you dirty text messages about all the things he wants us too do while we're both naked?

It's tough.

"Come on!" Caroline swiftly walks out and pulls me along with her. "Let's go to another store."

We're skimming and browsing in yet another dress shop looking for her perfect dress and me pretending to be interested when Caroline speaks up again.

"So...I was talking to Tyler last night..." she begins.

"And..." I question, unsure where this is going. Her and Tyler have a weird on/off/on again relationship so them talking isn't exactly breaking news.

"And he asked me to the formal," she continues.

"Yeah I gathered since that's why you asked me to come looking for a dress..." I smirk at her obvious statement. "Caroline, we've had this conversation already." I laugh slightly.

"Actually...I missed a bit out earlier." she looks over the racks at me and I frown and look up at her confused.

"Ok?"

"Tyler wanted to ask me if you wanted to come with us."

"What?" I ask surprised and confused. "Why?" I look at Caroline totally baffled because I most certainly do not want to be a third wheel.

"Well...because well...Mason is going and we thought the four of us could all go together?" She smiles sweetly at me and I immediately groan.

"Oh god! Are you serious?" I whine almost painfully.

She cringes slightly. "I may or may not have already told him that it sounded like a great idea and Mason is already on board."

"Caroline!" I gasp, looking at her in disbelief. "Why the hell would you do that?"

"Why wouldn't I do that?" she asks innocently before a smile crosses her face. "Mason is hot, Elena, you can't deny that! And you're single, it's been nearly two months since you broke up with Matt, you have to move on eventually!"

Oh God.

"Caroline that's not your decision to make."

"Oh come on! It'll be fun! And if you really don't want the double date thing, you and Mason can just come along as friends!"

"He's barely even my friend! I hardly know him! Not really!"

I mean sure, he's always been around, but I couldn't tell you anything about him that nobody else knows!

"And this dance will be the perfect opportunity for the two of you to get to know each other some more! He's a nice guy, Elena, he comes from a good family, a really good well respected family. He's popular, he's good looking, he's funny! Why would you not want to date him?"

"If he's so perfect then why don't you date him." I roll my eyes.

"Because unfortunately Elena I have a knack of falling for guys who like to complicate the smallest of situations and drive me insane."

Yeah, I know all about that.

If she thinks her relationship with Tyler is complicated, God knows what she would think about me and Damon.

"It's just one night, Elena! One night!" she practically begs me. "I promise you we will have fun!"

I sigh because I guess going with Mason as friends will be better than going alone. I mean, Caroline will be with Tyler all night, Bonnie isn't even going and Matt barely even speaks to me. Since Caroline and my Mom are forcing me to go anyway, I guess it wouldn't be too bad if I had some company.

Besides, Damon is most likely going to be there.

With Rebekah.

Agh, what a bitch.

So why can't I go with Mason? If not for appearance sake only.

"Fine." I give in with a loud sigh. "I'll go with you guys."

"Yay!" she squeals happily before pulling me in for a hug. "I promise you, it'll be so much fun!"

"Hey!" I turn my head to the side to see my Uncle Zach slow down in his car along side me as I go to walk inside The Grill. "Get in the car." he orders me and I scowl.

"I'm busy."

"Get in the car!" he shouts again and for a moment I feel a sense of dread cross over me.

Shit.

What if Klaus told him about Elena?

I take a deep breath and slowly and warily walk towards his black range rover and climb inside, watching as he eyes me for a moment before quickly pulling away.

"What is it, Zach?" I finally question nervously, although I am unsure if I want to find out the answer. "I'm supposed to be meeting Stefan..."

"Text him and cancel. I need you to come with me." he grips on his steering wheel.

"Come with you where?" I frown but he just shakes his head silently. "You can't just demand me to get in the car and then make me go places with you without any kind of explanation!"

"Do you trust me, Damon?" he briefly turns his head to face me.

"Yeah..." I trail, unsure if I really should. But he has always looked out for me in the past, despite his skeptical approach at life and the way he likes to treat people sometimes, he has always had my back and he has always made sure that I had everything I needed, even when my mother was still alive.

"Can I trust you?" he asks again, his voice serious.

"Of course you can, Zach, you know that." I frown, unsure why this whole conversation is making me nervous.

Surely this isn't about Elena?

"Ok then. Open up." he motions towards his compartment across from me and I frown before doing so, my eyes immediately widening at the sight of a hand gun.

I whip my head around to face him in disbelief. "A gun? What the hell do you have a gun for?"

"A new business venture of mine," he shrugs casually. "The whole drugs trafficking thing isn't working out for me as much these days since the tunnels were closed. I need to make my money somehow. You know Vaughn, right?" I nod my head warily. "He knows a guy, who has a lot of people who owe him in some way or another, and when they don't pay up well...he needs some kind of compensation." he smirks.

"What? But-"

"I'm not killing anyone." he laughs at me while cutting me off. "The gun is merely used for my own protection, plus the aspect of me having a potential killing threat doesn't harm the situation."

"Harm the situation?" I ask him in disbelief. "Are you out of your mind?!"

"Probably." he chuckles but when he notices that I am not at all amused he sighs loudly. "What's the problem, kid? I'm doing you a favor here by bringing you on-board, the money is great, the power and control feels great and it's a perfect outlet for stress and pent up rage. I thought that would be exactly your thing."

I frown, because not so long ago it would have been exactly my thing, but these days though this side of my life has been on the back burner and I'm not sure if I can be involved in something like this when I actually have something to lose for the first time in my life.

Elena...she is...good, she knows what's right and wrong, and sure she likes to break the rules but never to intentionally hurt someone.

What would she say about all of this?

"Think of the money, Damon." Zach tells me. "I know you'd love it if you could pay for that apartment of yours by yourself instead of relying on Daddy. Imagine not having to answer to him? To be able to do whatever the hell you want without the threats of him making you move back home with him and Marie?"

He does have a point. I hate having to rely on my father for money, I hate it when he calls me up and asks me why I've been skipping school, using my apartment as a means of a threat to make me live by his rules.

It sure makes our weekly family dinners awkward and uncomfortable. My father has a way of making everyone squirm when he is not happy about something. If I can afford to keep the apartment for myself without having to rely on Giuseppe to pay for it then I wouldn't have to worry about pleasing him.

"Look..." Zach continues. "I'm bringing you with me tonight because you are the person I trust the most in this fucked up gray world, you have my back no matter what and that's what I need right now. Shit like this won't be forever, just until things with the cops and Gilbert calm down and we can go back to our normal dysfunctional way of life."

"Fine." I sigh loudly, reluctantly giving in. "I'll come along for the ride. But I aint shooting nobody." I tell him seriously.

The use of guns is one thing I am against. I can't ever imagine shooting anyone, just the thought makes my stomach do flip flops in the worst kind of way.

Zach chuckles before pulling up outside of some deadbeat one story house, a smirk on his lips. "You don't have to shoot it kid, just hold it, use it as a threat not a weapon." he grins before stepping out of the car.

I tense slightly but slowly pull out the gun, gripping it tightly in my hands and open the door and stepping outside just in time to see Zach slamming his trunk shut, a crowbar in his hands as he gives me another smirk and motions for me to follow him.

I watch as he kicks the door down in one go and we step inside, immediately invaded by the familiar smell of smoke and marijuana and we come across two guys jumping up in fright from the couch.

"Whoa dude, we don't want any trouble!"

Zach chuckles coldly. "Well that's too bad kid, because that's what we are here for."

I watch as Zach raises the crowbar and instantly smacks it against one of the boys legs, the other guy goes to make a run for it but I quickly block the pathway to the doorway and shove him back roughly with my hands, very much aware of the handgun placed in my back pocket.

"Now...one of you here owes a friend of mine some money. Which one of you is Jamie Linley?" Zach smirks as one of them lies on the floor squirming in pain while the other looks startled between us both but both boys remain silent. "No one? Ok...looks like we'll be doing this the hard way then." he chuckles and looks at me. "Do the honors buddy."

I pull out the gun from the back of my pocket and watch immediately as the guy closest to me immediately holds out his arms and takes a giant leap back.

"Whoa whoa man!" the guy wails from the floor. "You don't need that shit!"

"You ready to do this my way then?" Zach crouches down before pulling up the guy from the floor. "Now, tell me again, which one of you is Jamie?"

Neither speak and Zach gives me a look so I focus the gun on the guy standing by himself towards me and take just one small threatening step forward.

"Alright, alright!" he shouts almost frantically. "It's me, I'm Jamie!"

"Great." Zach grins before throwing the other guy back down to the floor. "Close the door, Damon." he motions towards me and I grin before doing so.

The gun still clutched tightly in my hand.

"Jesus!" I jump in fright when I walk into my bedroom to see Damon sat on my windowsill, a smug look on his face. "You scared me, asshole!"

"Whoops." he smirks before standing up and I roll my eyes with a smile before closing the door behind me.

"You know, you can't just come in here whenever you please Salvatore, anyone could come in and see you." I tell him pointedly.

"That would be true if I didn't know already that your Dad is working the night-shift this evening, your Mother is away on a weekend spa trip with the founding family wives and your little brother is at a Lockwood party, which means he will probably ending up passing out on a dirty floor for the night because the kid can't handle his liquor." he grips my waist with his hands as he approaches me, a smirk still on his lips. "I just thought I would do the polite thing and come and keep you company."

"Oh yes, you are the perfect gentleman with only pure intentions." I tap him on the chest condescendingly.

"Oh I never said anything about being a gentleman." he wiggles his eyebrows at me before one of his hands falls from my waist and slides around to my ass, squeezing it firmly.

I sigh almost wistfully as he dips his head down and starts to pepper slow hot opened mouthed kisses up my neck, his teeth slightly grazing my skin as he sucks on one spot and my eyes automatically close in bliss.

"You know...I tried calling you earlier?" I breath out slowly as he continues to kiss my neck before moving to my jaw.

"Mm?" he replies against my skin before eventually pulling back. "You did?"

"It went straight to voice mail. I was very disappointed." I smile slightly.

"Sorry." one of his hands slides underneath my shirt. "I was with my Uncle Zach."

"Oh? Doing what?" I question before immediately shaking my head from the look on his face. "Actually, I don't even want to know because I'm sure whatever your explanation is, it won't be good if it involves him."

I've heard plenty of horror stories about one Zach Salvatore, and surprisingly, not all of them have been from my father either.

"That's probably for the best." he nods his head in agreement, a small grin playing on his lips. "I was a little naughty."

"Oh?" I raise my eyebrow at him playfully, trying not to actually think about what he may have been up too. I need to remember that Damon had this life long before I came along and sometimes he is going to do things that I do not agree with. "Do you need to be punished?" I slide my hand down towards his crotch slowly, teasingly.

"Only if you are the one handing out the punishments." he smirks as one of his hands strokes its way up to my breast and I gasp and close my eyes as he palms it firmly and slowly.

I grab his hand and pull it away but not before linking our fingers together and pulling him towards my en-suite bathroom.

"I think you need a shower, you know, to wash away all your sins?" I bite on my bottom lip flirtatiously as his blue eyes instantly darken with lust.

"Oh I definitely need you to cleanse me." he grins and I squeal as he picks me up and throws me over his shoulder and takes me into the bathroom, slamming the door behind us with his foot.

I know instantly that I am in for a very long interesting and sinful night.

I'll be going back to the Klaus situation, there's going to be more about him knowing about DE and their relationship and how it effects all 3 of them. Just not quite yet, both he and Damon need a little time!

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