I need to get out of here, as fast as possible. I can handle one hot man but two? That's just impossible. Gosh, why the hell did Lucy send me here? I could kill her for that! Okay, I seriously need to calm down now. Deep breaths. In and out, in and out. After Damon left my room all I am able to do is plopping down onto my bed and stare at the door he disappeared through. My thoughts are racing through my head but when I finally calm down enough to get a proper thought together I jump off the bed, grab my black leather jacket and slip quickly into my black high heels. In a mere second –so it seems to me- I'm out of my room, downstairs and stand in front of the huge Salvatore mansion. Where to go now? Unfortunately I have no idea where I get a proper drink in this town so I have no other choice then just head downtown and hope to find a bar or at lest something that I could compare to one. The loud sigh that escapes my lips now is one of annoyance because I forgot my car keys upstairs in my room. Great, now I have to get back in there. I don't have any other choice then going back inside to get my keys but I try to be as silent as possible because I don't want to meet neither Stefan nor Damon again today. But fate hates me and of course I bump right into Stefan when I'm nearly at my room. Damn it, there weren't only 5 meters left. I definitely swear too much lately even when it's only silently.
„I just need my car keys." Don't look at his eyes; don't look at his eyes... Too late. Although I try not to look at those green eyes that seem to hypnotize me every time I look up and of course I'm lost. Damn you, Stefan Salvatore. Like I said, I swear too much.
„Where are you going?" The way he raises his eyebrow should be illegal. And how the hell can I be turned on by that?!
„Ehm... I don't know yet. I just hope to find a place I can get a drink at. Why are you asking, do you want to join me?" Am I insane? I want to get away from him but ask if he wants to drink something with me?! What are you thinking, Dawn? Are you thinking at all? And there is the voice of my conscious again. That annoying little thing.
„Why not. I don't have anything else to do and I don't want you to get lost in Mystic Falls."
„Getting lost in Mystic Falls? Is that even possible?" Now it's my turn to raise an eyebrow because even the idea of getting lost in this small town seems to be ridiculous.
The soft chuckle that erupts now from his full and sensual lips sends shivers down my spine and lets me think about all the things he could do to me with those lips.
His lips find their way onto mine before they move down to my jaw line and then straight to my neck. Oh god, he found my weak spot right behind my ear and of course he's using it against me. The low moan that is rolling over my lips can't be hold back and I actually don't care if he heard it or not. I'm too focused on his lips. The way they move over my sensitive and hot skin… Like I imagined it from the first time I saw Stefan Salvatore I'm finally tangling my fingers into his hair and pull him closer to me. I just want to feel his body against mine, the muscles under his shirt pressing against my breasts that are full and overheated from the lust, which is running through my entire body. Slowly his hands slip under the hem of my tight shirt, higher and higher until they reach their aim and he's able to twitch one of my nipples between his thumb and his index finger. But as if he doesn't want to reject the other nipple his lips find it and suck through the material of my shirt on it.
A moan rolls over my lipstick red lips…
"Dawn? Are you alright?" Suddenly I'm drawn back into reality as the deep and melodic voice of Stefan Salvatore reminds me where I actually am.
"Ehm…yeah, I'm fine." I probably look like a total fool, staring at him with big eyes and flushed cheeks but what am I supposed to say to him? Sorry, but I have an erotic fantasy about you?! No, not a good idea when I want to live in this house for a while. Take deep breaths, Dawn. In and out. In and out.
"Let's just go and get something to drink, okay?" That has to be the most awkward situation in my entire life but at least he pretends as if he didn't notice anything and just nods.
"Sure. I guess The Mystic Grill is the best option we have."
The Mystic Grill. It is just what I expected it to be. Back in New York City there was a bar at every corner and a Deli in each street but here it seems that the only place where I can get a drink is a mixture of both and to even call The Mystic Grill a bar or a Deli is an overstatement. With a slight sigh that passes my lips I accept my destiny and follow Stefan inside of the pub. The inside doesn't have any more surprises than the outside but before I get the chance to look at everything closer I'm standing all alone in a mass of people I've never seen before. The only person I know disappeared on me and suddenly I realise how lost I really am. I absolutely know no one in this town besides the two brothers I only met today. I guess you can say I'm alone.
Suddenly a warm tingling runs trough the nerves of my back as a strong hand gets softly laid on the lower part of my back. In the very last moment I swallow down a scream that was just about to slip over my lips and turn my head to look into icy blue hues and a face every male dancer on my ballet school would have killed for.
"You look lost." The tone of Damon's voice has an amused touch but it's mostly honest and that is something I always liked about men. An honest voice.
"Is it that obvious?" Trying to hide my insecurity behind a smile I let this gorgeous man next to me lead me to the bar while I am looking around and at the people that are gathered here.
"Just a bit. But I won't tell anyone." A soft laugh falls from my lips as I get rewarded with a wink and a dashing smile from Damon.
It feels good to finally laugh again as I suddenly realise how long it has been since there came an honest laughter over my lips. I should laugh more often.
"Damon!" That's a new voice. Synchronically with the man sitting next to me I my head around to look at the person that is approaching us. As if he has always known me the man gives me an open and warm smile while extending his hand towards me, "Hi, I'm Ric and you must be Dawn." Slightly baffled that he already knows who I am I take his hand automatically and shake it not knowing what I am supposed to say now.
When I finally find my voice again and my good manners I return the smile with the same openness and warmth I just got.
"Hi Ric. It's nice to meet you." Usually that is a sentence I don't like to use because how can it be nice to meet someone when you don't know them? But this time I really mean it because Ric seems like a guy I could really like.
"And you are staying at the Salvatore Mansion, I heard?"
"Yes, I actually do. My friend Lucy knows Damon and she got the room for me." I take a quick look at Damon and add with a smile "for which I'm more than grateful."
The only respond I get for my thanks is a shrug with the shoulder and a drink in front of me the next second. Looking slightly curious at the amber liquid in the glass I just hope that it's Bourbon before I take it in my hand and raise it towards the two men standing next to me.
"To new starts and new friends."
Thank god! It really is Bourbon. The liquor is soothingly running down my throat and a warm and welcoming feeling is starting to spread all through my body.
I might actually like it here. Drinking with dashing men by my side is not the worst start into a new life.
Just as I'm about to have my next drink I stop mid-movement because a, this time familiar, voice cuts through the noise of the bar to my ears and causes a dulcet chill to run down my spine and make my insides tingle.
"And I already thought that I've lost you but instead you are sitting here encompassed by men and enjoy with them the drink you promised me." Of course I hear the slight sarcasm in his voice but that doesn't change the way my body reacts to it. It's annoying. But instead on all going weak and blushy again I turn around on my bar stool with a slightly arrogant grin (my acting teacher may be blessed for showing me how to do this) on the edges of my lips and raise one eyebrow while tilting my head a bit to the right so I can look straight at the green eyes that are glistening at me.
"You disappeared on me, remember? I just found myself some new friends." With that I let the amber liquor circle once in the glass I'm still holding in my left hand before lifting it to my lips and drowning it all with one gulp.
I'm so proud of myself right now. No blushing. No stuttering. You can do this, Dawn. You can resist him!
I've probably never been so wrong than at the day when I was sitting in a small town bar trying to impress a man I only met a few hours ago.