Cami turns and looks into Klaus' eyes, "You said we can't be friends, remember that? Now you want me back because you are a sociopath who wants everything for himself?!" She fumes. Smoke coming out of her ears.
"Yes, I want you for myself!" Raising his voice, "You are mine." At that declaration he pulls her close and kisses her hungrily. The trace of blood on her broken lips makes the kiss more intoxicating to him. She tries to pull away but his arms will not allow her. She cannot breath. Minutes tick by, Cami eventually stops struggling and gives into his demanding lips. After what feels like an eternity, he pulls away, but he doesn't let go. Holding her tightly, his eyes unfocused, lost in the moment.
Her eyes start to moisten. "I really hate you, Klaus." Unconsciously stroking her hair, he says "Let me walk you home." With no more fight left in her, she acquiesces. They walk in silence, not meeting each other's eyes. When she reaches her door, Klaus stops her before she enters, "Can I see you tomorrow? Just to talk." She starts to shake her head, about to tell him it's a bad idea. Before she gets a word out, he leans in and begs, "Please..." His eyes drop to her lips, clearly not in the mood for talking. Cami pulls away from Klaus. "Fine. We meet at Jackson square for five minutes. That's all you get." She closes the door on him.