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The Contract
It had been a week since Caroline and Stefan had first arrived in New Orleans, they were hustling and bustling, so far they had closed off every deal that they had proposed without trouble. As a team Stefan and Caroline were perfect, they were the best for the job when put together. So far they had not been able to go out, they were too busy making proposals and going out to dinner with their clients to discuss the contracts further. The meetings had been 2 a day and most of them ended with them going to a restaurant or ordering food to the boardroom. To say Caroline was bored was an understatement, she also wanted to see Klaus again and that hadn't happened yet, she had barely been at her hotel room except to sleep, or get changed. She was sure that he might have stopped by but she had second thoughts. He was a man after all and men didn't think about an individual woman like they thought of them. She sighed, she was finally done with one of their contracts. She was ready to go back to the hotel and take a long nap, then maybe go back to that bar. She couldn't wait to see Klaus again.
Stefan was also very antsy, he had Rebekah's phone number and they talked almost every night but he hadn't gotten the chance to see her, he wanted to feel her again. He wanted to kiss her and pull on that blonde hair of hers and wrap her body around his as he ravished her body. Caroline had noticed that Stefan was on edge, she hear about Rebekah and she thought that the girl sounded pretty cool, she remembered something he said about a British accent but quickly dismissed it as her hearing something. Caroline felt like an idiot, she was obsessing over a man who probably wasn't breaking a sweat over her at all. After everything that had happened with Tyler and Matt, she had become self conscious, she was afraid of liking someone let alone loving them. But this wasn't love, this was hunger, she hadn't been with a man in so long. She missed the feel of a man touching her and she had gotten a taste of that not too many nights ago. She wanted more, she craved more, she was like a hungry child. Flashes of that night passed through her head, then she focused on the surprise kiss that she gave him, she remembered the sparks that she had felt as she brushed her lips against his.
It was unlike her but once she got to her hotel room, she just crashed. She couldn't do anything to stop herself, she was deep within sleep and didn't want to wake up from her Klaus filled dreams. At least there she was getting some action. After about 4 hours she was awakened by her hotel room phone ringing, "What the hell?" she said groggily, this phone never rings. She thought to herself but reluctantly she answered it. "Hello Ms. Forbes, sorry to interrupt you. You have a visitor." the man at the front desk said, Caroline immediately perked up, what if it was him. "Um tell them, I will be right down." she said quickly and hung up. She was so ready to see Klaus again, she began walking to the door then she got a glance at herself in the mirror. She panicked as she ran into her bathroom and washed her face quickly. She decided to also brush her teeth I a fast manner, grabbing the brush she didn't care that she hurt herself while she brushed her hair frantically. "Ow!" she hissed as she banged her knee against the cabinet beneath the vanity. After she thought she looked good, she hopped her way to the door and to the lift.
While in the elevator she was having a mini heart attack, what was she going to say to him? Walking off the elevator her heart began to beat frantically, she turned walked into the lobby and looked around, no Klaus. She pouted until she heard a voice, "Caroline!" she turned around, shocked, to find her best friend Bonnie Bennett standing there in all her lonesome. "Bonnie?!" she said as they ran to each other and pulled one another into a hug, "Oh my God I have missed you." she said to her darker friend, "I've missed you too Bonnie." she said lightly to her. "What are you doing here?' Caroline asked her, "Here on business. My catering company has booked a lot of parties here. I was gonna call you but I decided to surprise you. I had to find out that my best friend was in New Orleans from Stefan Salvatore. Now why is that?" Bonnie said while crossing her arms in front of her body to take on a defense stance. "Awe Bonnie I'm sorry, this was kinda sprung on me and I haven't even had time to myself lately." Caroline said, she felt terrible for not talking to her friend in a while. Bonnie smiled, "It's okay. So when are we going out. I need to hit the town." Caroline smiled widely, "I know just the place."
They had both decided to put on a party dress as they went to the same bar, Bonnie was interested in seeing what this Klaus guy looked like. Caroline was upset about Bonnie's latest break up with their best friend Elena Gilbert's younger brother Jeremy. He was seeing one of his ex girlfriends, Anna, while he was with Bonnie. "Men are just pigs." she said as they sat at the bar ready to order their drinks. "On the contrary ladies. I believe you mean boys are pigs, you see us men take offence to that." a British accent, Caroline whipped around but was quickly disappointed to see no Klaus, yet again. "Oh love you look disappointed to see me." he said to Caroline but he was quick to notice Bonnie's beauty. "I was kind of expecting someone else." Caroline said as she excused herself to the restroom. "I'm Kol." he said to Bonnie, she took a sip of her vodka cranberry and quickly shook Kol's hand. "I'm Bonnie." she said back to him, as she tried to ignore the surge of electricity from his touch. "So tell me, what's a beauty like you doing in New Orleans?" he asked her, "Business." she said to him. He nodded with a smile on his face that brought her barrier down. She wasn't drunk but that smile made her start talking about Jeremy.
Meanwhile Caroline was disappointed to say the least as she was in the bathroom staring at herself in the mirror. She decided to call her mom, her mother had been happy to hear from her but she could hear the distress in her voice. "What's wrong, baby?" her mother's voice rang through the phone. "Nothing mom. Just work stress, you know." she said, "Caroline I'm your mother I know it's more than that. Is it guy trouble?" her mother asked, she couldn't lie to her mom about this, she just started pouring her heart out. After she got off the phone she was much happier, she needed that, she needed to be able to get all of what she had bottled up for so long out of her system. She walked out of the bathroom and over to the bar where she had left Bonnie. She was gone, Caroline looked around for her frantically, she didn't want to lose her friend into the New Orleans streets, she spotted Bonnie on the dance floor with that guy that had come up to them. Caroline smiled and ordered herself a new drink, at least one of them was having fun. Caroline decided to hit the dance floor as well, it wouldn't help if she was sitting around moping over a guy that she barely even knew. Caroline's specialty was distracting herself with the little things.
Bonnie had opened up to Kol about Jeremy and Kol was so understanding and very sweet, he even made her laugh with his various pick up lines and jokes. They were getting along well, he had suggested that they dance to get their mind off of her idiot ex boyfriend, those were his words exactly. Kol was such a sweet guy but she could see that he had a dark side to him, she didn't mind as long as he wasn't a lying, cheating sack of shit like her ex. She had pretty much danced the night away until the bars closing at 2 AM, she had found Caroline and both her and Kol walked her to the hotel she was staying at. Caroline wished them a good night and whispered "Have fun" in Bonnie's ear as she hugged her. Tonight was one of the best nights that she had here for Caroline but she wanted Klaus, and she felt like she wasn't gonna see him soon enough for her liking. At least she had her dreams, her Klaus filled dreams.
AN: Kinda short but nevertheless I hope you liked it.. I'll be updating soon.
