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'Caroline this is for you' Bonnie, a coworker handed me an envelope and a bunch of flowers. She smiled and asked 'Who's your secret admirer?'

I opened the envelope and saw that it contained the answers of the questions that I had sent to the golden single number two. Marcel Adams.

The flowers brought a card

'I hope my answers please you! When you need a friend for your racing, count me in! Here's my number!'

When I did a search on the number two single, found out that his name was Marcel and when I saw a picture of him on Google I saw that he was the same Marcel who helped me in the Park, when I had a panic attack. The strange thing was he know who I am!

'You can stick with the flowers, Bonnie. If you want'. I decided to offer the flowers to Bonnie. At this point, I was not interested in any relationship with the single number two.

'I accept! Thank you' Bonnie laughed and walked away with flowers in hand. 'How is your article?'.

'I was just waiting for these responses. Probably I'll finish the article today!' the night before, Rebekah, handed me Klaus's answers. So I decided to start writing the article. I spent a good part of the evening writing it.

'Great. I heard that this year, Mode magazine will sponsor the parade of La Perla lingerie. Matt will announce today at the reunion, who will be in charge of writing the articles'. Bonnie was very enthusiastic.

'Have you seen the hours?' When I looked at the clock that I had in my secretary, I didn't want to believe, the time passed very quickly 'The reunion must be starting' I picked up a notebook and a pen and went with Bonnie to the boardroom.

When we arrived at the boardroom, Bonnie sat at my side.

Matt came in and announced 'As many of you already know, this year's Mode magazine will sponsor the parade brand La Perla, for this reason, I will put together a team'. He looked at the block that was in his hand 'Each one of you is going to make an article and the top two will be published'. He lifted his head 'I hope that all of you give your best! This is a great opportunity of your article appear on the cover of the magazine'.

Everyone in the room were enthusiastic. 'Now let's talk about the articles for this week' suddenly, Matt looked at me 'How is the article on the Singles gold, Caroline?'

'Today I will deliver it'.

'Great. Bonnie how is going the article. ... '

…..

The runway was mounted, the flowers were being placed and the chairs were all in place. The fashion show was going to be phenomenal. I decided to sit on a chair and the front of the runway. The preparation of the fashion show reminded me of the times when I organized the festivities in Mystic Falls. The adrenaline rush I felt when everything was as I liked and wanted. I loved that part! That part made me remember the old Caroline.

While the workers were out putting bright on the runway, I felt someone behind me.

'Now how do I know that I would find you here?' Klaus sat beside me. What was he doing here?

'Go away. I'm busy'.

'I can see that' he look at me 'I was wondering what time I should be pick you up tomorrow'.

'About a quarter to never?'

'Certainly you don't want to be in the party alone'

'What are you doing here?' I continued without realizing what was he doing there, and why is he inviting me to go with him.

'Rebekah told me that you were here. She told me that the Mode magazine will sponsor the fashion show. I wouldn't be a good golden single if I don't come to a show of lingerie, don't you think, love?' Rebekah and her big mouth.

'Fine. If you want to come. Meet me here. 8:0 pm. But you come with me as my friend, not as my date. Do you hear me?' I decided to accept, but made it clear that it would be just like friends.

'Yes, love. So does this mean that I can bring more people?'

'You can bring anyone you want'.

Klaus continued sitting next to me 'What are you still doing here?'

'I'm looking at you. I like to look at you'.

I had to get out of here. What I needed now was an exit plan. So I put the phone to my ear, pretending it was vibrating. 'Hello', I said to no one. 'Yes, I'll be right there. I smiled, like look at me, so busy, I really have to go, and, turning away, I lifted the hand in the wave, still talking into the phone to avoid an awkward goodbye, except - My phone rang. And not the pretend kind. I don't believe in bad luck that I was having. When I looked back, I saw Klaus laughing from my situation.

…..

As had happened in the last few weeks, I was working. Rebekah had arrived home earlier at the lunch time, and quite willing to sit with me while I was pushing down some food before I go to prepare myself for the fashion show.

'You are not going to prepare yourself for the fashion show?' I asked Rebekah. She was still with the work clothes.

'I've already decided what I will wear. I just need twenty minutes'.

'Well, I need more'. I got up. Dress me up, arrange my hair and makeup in thirty minutes, it was a record! Rebekah was still not ready. I knocked on the door.

'I have to go. I'll find you in the fashion show, okay?'. I heard a response from the other side of the door that seemed to me to be a 'Yes'.

…

With two hours for the Fashion show to begin. Nolan, another writer of Mode magazine, was next to me, along with my boss, Matt. I had already worked with him a few times before. The boys were in a great mood and the place was busy, journalists were predicting of how would be the new collection. Employees began to distribute drinks by the guests.

Nolan picked up on two drinks and gave me one. 'When are you going to accept a date with me, Caroline?'.

'I have already told you that I don't have dates'.

'You are breaking my heart, my dear'.

I waved to him, accepting the drink.

'And as for me, Caroline?' Matt released a sexy smile, but I knew he was just kidding. Matt was a happy husband and already have a little girl. Still, even being faithful, he was so good at flirting as Nolan.

'Hmm, I'll think about it' I teased back. He was my boss, but I knew that I could play with him, he was so ... inoffensive.

The next hour passed, the place was even more full, so my focus was totally on work. I felt his eyes on me then, feeling chills the skin, I turned my head and looked out on the crowd toward the entrance and my eyes slid over Damon, Rebekah and Klaus. Klaus, who was walking next to a small blonde that had her hand stuck in his arm. He lowered his head and whispered something into the ear of the girl, that made her laugh.

I felt the now familiar kick in the stomach. Damn Klaus! Rebekah sat in the places that I had marked for them. Damon said something to Rebekah. She nodded, seeming upset now, and Damon's face darkened. Suddenly, his hand grabbed her arm, pulling it to the side of him. She struggled to get away from him, but his arm slid around her waist.

Worried, my eyes went to Klaus, but he hadn't seen anything.

He was too busy talking to the blonde. Quickly, I turned around, completely unprepared for the race of blood in my ears and the tightness in my stomach.

I didn't understand him. An hour he was inviting me to be my pair and the next he was on top of another girl. Well, I wasn't going to let him do that. Caroline Forbes is superior!

Ignoring the butterflies in my stomach, I headed to the place where they were. I thanked the clothes that I chose, my extraordinary Alexander McQueen stretch-knit Jacquard dress and my Louboutin sandals. If I had to compete with another blonde, at least compete at my best. When I approached, the cold expression of Rebekah melted and she smiled at me, relieved to see me.

'Hi. I'll get your cards' was necessary a card in order to be able to sit in the front row.

'You don't need, Barbie' Damon told me with a smile. Barbie? What the hell 'Mason was seeking them' he pointed behind me and I turned to see the tall, well-dressed man waiting in line of cards.

'Mason?'

The blonde looked at me 'My husband' and I looked at her with surprise. I looked up at Klaus and he smiled. He wanted me to think that the blonde was his meeting. He wanted to see the sparks of relief in my eyes when I realized that she was not with him. And I had given exactly that to him, damn!

'I need to go' ignoring Klaus and any game that he was doing. I went to Nolan. If he can play this game, I can play too.

'That guy is throwing me daggers through the eyes. Something's going on between you two?' Nolan asked me when I got close to him.

'No. Is nothing'. I replied.

'So you don't mind if I do this' Nolan grabbed me and pulled me to him. The shock kept me in place and I left his body pressing my.

I shook my head and pushed away. I sat and Nolan sat down beside me. I picked up my block and waited for the lights to drop and the show began. I begin taking notes. Nolan got his chair closer to mine.

During the parade I felt Klaus's eyes in me, that made me mess up a few times. It made me lose some details in the collection that would be perfect in my article.

When the lights have linked, I knew it was interval. I sighed. I couldn't stand the tension.

I got up from my chair and walked to one of the bathrooms, which was in the employed area. When I closed the door, the noise disappeared. Head buzzing, adrenalin because of Klaus and Nolan, and I opened the tap to pass some water on my face.

I left Nolan cross the line, and it was all because of Klaus. Probably now, Nolan would think that had any chance with me.

My eyes stood to the mirror that was ahead of me, when the bathroom door opened, and I saw Klaus. He entered and closed the door.

His eyes were cold, while passing by my face. He was upset.

'What are you doing here?'

He didn't respond and my eyes went through his body.

'Well?'

'We are going to continue pretending that there is no chemistry between us?'

'I'm not interested in you' I said while closing the tap water.

'So no interest, and certainly no chemistry', he murmured.

'R-right', I said. 'No chemistry whatsoever'. But then I took a step into him instead of away.

There was no time to process this. Suddenly my butt was on the counter. The heat and the strength he had, took care of me when his big hand grabbed the back of my neck and the other hand pulled my left leg, allowing him to push himself between my legs. His mouth fell to my. I grabbed him, my hands playing in his body, my lips parted in an exhalation of relief that allowed the entry of his tongue inside my mouth to trigger mine.

His kiss grew harder, more demanding. Kisses that stole my breath away. We were breathless and pulling the mouth one another, as if he could not go deep enough, my nails marking on his jacket, while I tried to pull him closer.

The need grew stronger, while Klaus's hand slid up my thighs and pulled the hem of the dress up to my waist. He broke the kiss, and better positioned himself between my legs. While doing this, he looked in my eyes.

He went hands on my legs, his gaze never leaving mine.

'Do you like my hands on you, love?'

'Or ...' his lips brushed over against mine 'Or does any man get this response?'.

When I realized what he was saying, I tried to push him away. But he pressed even deeper into my legs, hands grabbing my wrists to stop my fists that were about to fly to his face.

'What happened in here? Why would you let that silly boy touch you?'

'Seriously? You invited me to be your pair, then you show up with a woman to make me jealous and you still has the can to ask me such a thing?'. He made a angry sound and ditch my wrists.

I should not have said this, it was the wrong thing to say. But suddenly, Klaus returned to kiss me and I unfortunately collaborated.

'Are you sleeping with him?'

'No' I breathed.

'Good' The strong hands of Klaus were through my back and my ass, lifting me easily. My body understood what he wanted and I lifted my legs wrapped around his waist, he turned, gave two steps and pressed me against the wall.

I was panting against his mouth, begging for more.

'Oh, I'm sorry!' the frightened voice of a woman woke me up. He stepped back, while I tried to retrieve the breath.

'This is the ladies bathroom!' the woman said.

Klaus took my hand and took us out of there. When we were about to enter the hall, soft fingers held my chin and he forced the look up to him. His expression was of granite, controlled ... with his mouth swollen and his hair disheveled 'We need to talk'.

'Not now, please. I need to go to work'.

'Tomorrow', then he walked away, he left me alone in there, not knowing what to do. After ten minutes I woke up from my trance. I arranged my hair and dress and I went to sit in my seat. The lights went out.

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