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Chapter Sixteen:

When Stefan pulled up to the Salvatore boarding house, I sighed.

"As much as want to I see Damon, I need to talk to someone else, first." I told Stefan.

"Klaus?" He guessed. I nodded.

"Yeah, I want to get the down-low on Marcel. I just need some information." I explained.

"I don't like you going alone – do you need back up?" Stefan asked. I shook my head.

"I can handle Klaus. I'll let you know how it goes. Tell Damon that I'll be back soon, okay?" I tried. Stefan nodded.

"Sure thing. I've got your back." He smiled.

"Thanks, Stef." I kissed his cheek and got into my car. I just hope Klaus is still hanging out at The Grill. Do I have his number? I pulled out my phone and tried to concentrate on the road while I found Klaus' number. I pressed call and listened to it ring. It's weird – I don't remember getting his number. He's sneaky.

"Hello love, what do I owe to this pleasure?" Klaus asked, clearly amused.

"Hey, can you meet me at The Grill in ten minutes?" I asked him. "I need to talk to you about one of your friends." I told him.

"And which friend would that be?"

"Marcel," I told him.

"I'll be there. Would you like a drink?" He asked me.

"Nothing that I can't order myself." I told him. He chuckled. "See you soon." I hung up. I pressed harder on the gas pedal and arrived at The Grill in record timing. I walked up to the bar and saw Klaus smirking.

"Hello, love." He greeted. He handed me a drink. I waved it away.

"I can't drink that and drive."

"You can always stay the night with me, love." He suggested. I tried to ignore the blush rising in my cheeks and glared at him instead.

"Was Marcel bluffing, or does he really know you?" I asked him, taking a seat. "Could I get a water, please?" I ordered.

"I haven't seen Marcel in some time." Klaus revealed. I nodded. "He was a prodigy of mine. I taught him what he knows."

"Somehow, that doesn't make me any better. Did you know that he limits witchcraft in New Orleans now?" I asked him. Klaus looked surprised.

"It's been a long time since I've seen him. I honestly don't know what he's been up to. What did he do to make you come to me?" Klaus asked.

"Alaric followed me and Stefan to New Orleans. Marcel told him to get lost. But, he made it sound like you called to have him keep an eye on me." I pressed.

"You're a curious little thing, aren't you?" He deflected. I sighed and took a sip of my water.

"Don't avoid my question."

"I may have made a call. Alaric wouldn't try anything too drastic in Mystic Falls, when you're so well protected. I thought he may do and do something while you were away. I was right, wasn't I?" He answered.

"Is Marcel a player that I should worry about?" I asked him. Klaus shook his head.

"He controls New Orleans, nothing more. I wouldn't worry about him unless you feel like venturing out, again." He revealed. I nodded.

"That's what I needed to know. Thank you. That makes me feel better." I told him. "If that changes, will you tell me?" I asked.

"How could I say no to an intoxicating creature such as yourself, love?" He asked. I shifted, uncomfortably. Klaus is beyond attractive, don't get me wrong. But, I'm jonesing for Damon. I don't like being pushed. I don't want to feel something for two guys. That's not my style.

"Thanks." I said, flatly. He nodded and took a drink of his alcohol.

"Has Damon said anything to you since you passed along my message?" Klaus asked. I looked up, taken aback. I was hoping that he wouldn't bring that up. So much for that.

"He wasn't happy about it." I told him. He smirked.

"Of course he wasn't."

"What is it with men and competition?" I asked him. He just chuckled.

"It's in our nature, sweetheart." Klaus answered. I shook my head and got up.

"I gotta go. I have plans with Damon. Thank you for looking out for me and for the information about Marcel." I walked away. Just as I opened my car door, Klaus was in front of me. Before I could even ask him what he wanted, his lips were on mine. He pushed me against my car, gently. I pushed against his chest, but he only deepened the kiss. I kissed him back, surprising myself. I pulled away and gaped at him. "Why?"

"I want you."

"No." I told him, shaking him. "I-I'm with Damon."

"Are you?" He asked.

"Yes."

"Officially?" He pried. I didn't answer. "Maybe you should change that, love." He smirked and sped off. I stared after him, confused. Great. Fucking brilliant. This sucks.

I drove to the boarding house and walked inside. I have no idea what to tell Damon. 'Hey, I let Klaus kiss me. Sorry?' No. 'Klaus kissed me and I accidentally kissed him back… I hope you're not mad.' That's not much better. I sighed.

"Hey Judgy, miss me?" Damon asked me. He came downstairs and hugged me. He pulled away. "You smell like Klaus."

"I went to see him to ask him some things about his friend in New Orleans." I told him. Damon nodded, not looking entirely convinced. "He kissed me, again." Damon looked pissed. "I was surprised and I kissed him back." I came clean. Damon fumed. "I'm sorry."

"Do you want him?" He asked.

"I want to be with you."

"You kissed him."

"I was surprised."

"And that's all it is?"

"I want to be with you!" I insisted. "And, it's not like we're technically together, Damon." I reminded him. He looks freaking pissed. "If you don't like it, do something to change it." I told him.

"Bonnie, you want to be with me?" He asked.

"Yes." I repeated.

"Then be my girlfriend." He told me.

"It's about fucking time you asked her." Stefan chimed in. I looked over and saw him leaning against the fireplace, sucking on a blood bag. I didn't even notice him there before. "I was about to ask her and whisk her away from you. Was it really that hard? You're getting soft, brother." Stefan mocked. Damon made a face.

"Stay the fuck out of this, Stefan." Damon growled.

"All you had to do was ask, Damon." I told him. He sighed.

"Your ass is mine." He directed to me. I'm not going to lie – his taking charge definitely made me wet.

"Then take it." I challenged. He picked me up and took me to his room. He tossed me onto the bed. It's going to be an interesting night.

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-Anneryn