Klaus found her at the end of the room hiding by the ficus drink in hand.

It was a quick moment that he decided to approach her, their relationship, frindship and he used the word lightly was rocky at best.

Still it was too late to walk away when her eyes met his, "You look beautiful," he complimented.

Caroline smiled half hiding the snort that threatened to escape.

She wondered why he was being so nice and if it had to do something with them being surrounded by his family.

"What?" Klaus asked arching his brow as he leaned in closer to her.

"It's just confusing," she explained after finding a word that fit, "Having you look at me like that."

He arched his brow his eyes imploring her to continue, "And me here pretending to be nice and," she regretted the word as it slipped from her tongue.

"Pretending?" He asked a tightening of his tone took over her making her wince. "So we aren't friends?"

"No," she hurried to explain, "That's not what im saying. I'm tipsy and my words are a little loose but we are friends. " Caroline promised.

"I just, I see you and its hard for me to put you into this box." She made an imaginary square with her hands.

"You're not the guy I met then with all the girls and stupid pranks, mean words. You're you."

Klaus shook his head confused as she went on, "This kind, nice, friendly sexy as hell guy," she told him her hand coming to his shoulder before she took it off.

She sighed upset with herself, "Looking at me like that and it makes me," she almost growled, "Just stop looking at me like that!"

For the first time since she started talk Klaus felt like smiling, "I can't, Caroline. "

The blonde rolled her eyes accepting the narrow space between them.

"Of course you do, you do it all the time," she groaned dropping her shoulders.

He licked his lips, "Let me rectify, I cant stop, I don't think I can. "

Caroline wracked wbrain with what that meant as he paused now collecting his own thoughts.

"I look at you and its like I'm bewitched," he sighed tucking his hands in his pockets to keep from touching her.

"The way you look at me is mesmerizing," he confessed at a loss his eye connecting with hers, "You can't help it either."

Caroline ferlt her heart expanding in her chest, "So," she mumbled, "I can't either, it doesnt mean anything!"

His face grew hard needing to prove a point, "Right, just so you know this look you read from me," he told her slipping his knee between hers as he held her against the wall.
"It's me thinking about how you'd taste on my tongue as I swirl it on the column of your neck," he whispered in diliberation.
"The side of your swelling breast as I flick your tightening nipple," he said in promise.
"The way I kiss your stomach as my fingers dash ahead to tease the seeping wetness of you slit just between your thighs working you up," he said enunciating ever syllable against her face.

"Please step back, I can hardily breathe," she asked pressing a hand to his hard chest.

Klaus perked up straightening as he moved back, "Saved by the brother."

She barely had a moment to realize what he said when Elijah appeared.
"Niklaus, what did you say to poor Caroline? She looks shaken," his brother asked a hint of a smile over his lips.

"I simply extended my very effective and thourough services to her," his eyes darkened as he looked at her.

"Whenever she feels fit to use them," he said looking from her to his brother.

Kol apppeared right behind them at the door, "Oh don't be dull and talk of business on a night of celebration," he whined.

Klaus smirked walking past them all, "Wouldn't dream of it," he said his tone dripping with sarcasm.