More than two week had passed since Damon began helping Bonnie with her magic and her witch craft wasn't the only thing improving. With all the time they spent together they had developed some sort of friendship. Damon couldn't help but admit that Bonnie had really grown on him. He looked forward to their playful banter and liked how easy it was to talk to her. And in all honesty, Bonnie felt the exact same way about him. She was actually beginning to like him, his cocky attitude and all. And she was grateful for helping her with her magic; he had taught her a lot of tricks. He had even helped her get used to using magic to defend herself and fight by training with her. And that's what they were doing at the moment in the middle of the forest.

Bonnie wiped the sweat off her forehead as she looked around trying to figure out where Damon was hidden. She heard a twig crack behind her and quickly turned and sent a blast of air in where she thought Damon would be. But there was no one there. Her body tensed when she felt Damon's body appear behind her instantly.

"Trying to kill the poor defenseless squirrels Witch?" Damon ask with a low chuckle from behind her; she could feel his warm breath against her head as he talked. She snapped out of the shocked daze he had put her in and turned to attack him only to find her had disappeared again. Dammit She thought as she tried to determine where he was once more.

All of the sudden she found herself being pushed backwards, only stopping when her back hit a tree. He grabbed her wrist holding them down firmly enough that she wouldn't break free but gently enough to be sure he wouldn't leave a bruise. She struggled in his grasp, desperate to break free but he countered by pushing his body firmly against her own. Damon suddenly became very aware at the way her petite body felt against his hard chest. Her scent overwhelmed his and he was slowly falling into a haze of lust before snapping out of it and quickly putting distance between his body and hers, hoping she hadn't felt his semi-erection.

"Come on Bennett." Damon said "Look around you, what can you use?"

His words shook Bonnie out of her own state of desire for him and she took a moment to compose herself. She did what he said and looked at her surroundings and her eyes landed on the branch dangling off of the tree behind her. She used her powers to break the branch off the tree and pull it towards Damon's back. It came to an instant stop before it could pierce through his skin. He realized his defeat and let go of her, earning a smug smirk from the witch.

"Don't get cocky, Witchy." Bonnie's smile slowly disappeared. "If I was aiming to kill you I could have instantly, you have to be faster."

"Well maybe I would be if somebody would give me a break every once in a while." Bonnie snapped at him, deep down she knew it wasn't his fault but she was in a bad mood and he was just making her angry.

"Wow." Damon said holding his hands up in surrender "I'm just trying to help here, no need to get all bitchy about it." She scoffed at him and went to sit down by a tree, closing her eyes and letting out a long sigh as she leaned against it.

Damon just stood there for a minute, watching her and wondering if talking to her would just make her more upset. Lucky for him he didn't have to make that decision for she spoke to him first.

"You're right, I'm sorry I snapped at you. I'm just not in the best of moods at the moment."

"You wanna talk about it." He asked nonchalantly but when Bonnie gazed into his baby blue eyes she could see the sincerity and concern swirling through them.

She stayed quiet for a moment before replying quietly. "My birthday's tomorrow."

"And that's a bad thing." Damon stated confusingly "I thought teenage girls were supposed to love birthdays." Her gaze traveled downwards as she looked sadly at the grassy ground.

"My dad left town this morning." She said softly. She didn't want it to bother her and when her father had told her that he wouldn't be home for her birthday she acted as if it were no big deal but it was. She wasn't just upset that her father was missing her birthday, in fact it wouldn't be the only one he had missed, but it would be the first one without her grams.

"Well your Dads a dick." Damon said matter-of-factly as he went to sit beside her. "And he must be an idiot if he thinks anything, especially work, is better than spending time with you." He turned to smile at her and she caught his gaze, smiling back at his sweet words. It was times like these that Bonnie was glad she and Damon had become friends. Sure she secretly loved his snarky, sarcastic attitude but she also loved seeing his gentle side. She knew he didn't reveal it to many people and it made her feel fuzzy inside to think that he felt comfortable enough to reveal it to her.

"Caroline and Elena are throwing me a party tomorrow." Bonnie said after they had sat in silence for a moment.

"And I wasn't invited?" He said in a mockingly offended tone, she glared at him and he continued speaking "Have something against parties?"

"No, of course not. It's just…" She tried to fine the right words to express how she was feeling "It's just after everything that's happened this past year and everything that's going on right now I feel like…I don't know I just feel like it's not right."

"Well I think it's perfect. You need a break Bennett. Maybe you should try having fun for once, you could use it." He was slightly teasing her of course but she smacked him on the arm anyways.

"Hey I can have fun." She yelled.

"Oh yeah, we'll see about that." He picked her up, lifting her over his shoulder. She screamed his name and pounded on his back with her tiny fist but he just smirked and kept moving.

"What are you doing? Put me down!" Bonnie shrieked and Damon complied, however he didn't put her down on the ground but instead dropped her in the small lake in the forest.

She plunged into the cold water with a high pitched scream, instantly rising to the surface to glare at Damon who was now laughing at her.

"Oh you are so gonna pay." She said with a devious look in her eyes. Suddenly the ground beneath Damon's feet collapsed under him and Damon found himself in the water too.

"You shouldn't have done that, little witch." And then he was underwater, swimming toward her quickly. She tried to swim away but he was too fast and she quickly found herself wrapped up in his strong arms. She struggled to break free but when he started to tickle her sides all hope was lost. They both succumbed to laughter and Damon stopped tickling her, however his arms remained around her. Their laughter slowing died down as they gazed into one another's eyes, becoming aware of how their wet bodies were pressed tightly together. Simultaneously they pulled apart, both immediately missing the feel of the others body against their own.

"We should probably head get going now." Damon said somewhat reluctantly. "It's getting late."

Bonnie nodded her head and they got out of the water. Damon noticed how much Bonnie was shivering as she went to get her car keys and without a word handed her his dry leather jacket that he had discarded early that day during training. She stared at it for a moment before accepeting it and wrapping it around her shoulders, relishing in the warmth it gave her.

"Thank you Damon." Bonnie said sincerely. He just shrugged, not thinking it was all that big of a deal. He turned to head home but she wasn't finished speaking. "Not just for the jacket, for everything. For the training and for… and for cheering me up." He turned his head back around to smile at her.

"Anytime Bennett." And then he sped off towards his home, leaving Bonnie to do the same as she climbed into her car.

"Hurry up Caroline." Elena yelled up the stairs as Bonnie and her waited for their blonde friend to finish getting ready. Bonnie couldn't help but smile. Leave it to Caroline to spend more time getting ready for Bonnie's party than Bonnie did. She finally came down stairs looking just as stunning as she always did in her navy blue blouse and black leggings. Bonnie herself was wearing an olive green sundress with a black cardigan over it and had curled her hair. All three girls looked beautiful and now that Caroline was ready they could finally leave.

The party was at Tyler's house, Caroline had begged him to let them have it there because she was sick and tired of having parties at the Grille and considering what had happened a few weeks ago, Bonnie was immensely pleased he agreed. When the girls arrived most of the guests were already there and Bonnie immediately found herself being swarmed by people wishing her happy birthday and what not.

She smiled and thanked them before walking off to get a drink. She grabbed a cup of what she assumed was spiked punch and chugged the whole cup. She still wasn't exactly in the party mood but she wanted to seem happy to please her friends. Therefore she was going to need all the alcohol she could get to survive the night.

"Wow there" A familiar voice said from beside her "You do realize that stuff is spiked Bonnie, you might wanna slow down a bit." She put her cup down to find Matt smiling at her. He gave her a quick hug to which she returned.

"Happy Birthday Bonnie."

"Thanks Mattie."

"Now why don't you tell me what's wrong." Bonnie couldn't help the small smile that spread across her face. She and Matt had been good friends since they were little and he had always been able to read her like a book. Obviously he still could.

"I'm fine Matt." She smiled reassuringly at him. He looked at her for a few seconds before nodding. Not only did he know her well enough to know what she was feeling but he was also able to realize when she didn't want to talk about something and he wasn't one to push so he let it go. He opened his mouth to say something but was cut off when a hand landed on Bonnie's shoulder.

"Excuse me." Bonnie didn't have to turn around to know the voice belonged to Damon. "But I would like to have a word with the birthday girl." Matt's eyes darted to Bonnie's, wanting to make sure it was okay with her, and when she gave him a small nod he said goodbye and walked off to go talk with Tyler and some football players.

Bonnie turned towards Damon. "Crashing my party; how nice of you Damon." She said sarcastically. He just smirked at her.

"Oh please, don't pretend you're not absolutely delighted to see me." She blushed at his comment. He was right, she was happy to see him but she wasn't about to let him know that.

"I don't know I see you pretty often, you get kinda old after a while." She playfully teased him.

"Your words wound me, Witchy" he placed a hand over his heart as he pretended to be in pain earning an amused scoff from Bonnie. She was about to make another snarky comment when she heard Caroline yelling her name.

She sighed "She won't stop yelling until I respond so I should proabably go see what she wants."

"For the sake of everyone's ears that's probably a good idea." Bonnie rolled her eyes at him turning to leave and go find Caroline but was stopped when his hand shot out to grab her wrist gently. She turned to face him, finding his face a lot closer to her own than she had expected. It must have been unexpected for him too because he took a second to compose himself before remembering why he had stopped her in the first place.

"Happy Birthday Bonnie." His voice was soft and gentle.

"Thank you Damon." She replied before turning around and going to find her friend. He watched her walk away, admiring the view, before going to find a drink.

Damon clutched the cheap beer tightly in his hand as he watched Bonnie dance with Jeremey Gilbert. Jeremey fucking Gilbert. She had been dancing with her friends for the past hour or so and Damon had been thoroughly enjoying it up until the Gilbert boy decided to butt in and ask her to dance. The sight of them dancing together infuriated him. He didn't appreciate the way the awkward teenagers had his hands all over Bonnie and was seconds away from ripping his stupid head off. The only thing controlling his anger was the fact that he knew just how pissed Bonnie would be if he did that and he didn't want that. But that didn't stop him from murderously glaring at the boy as he drank his beer.

Bonnie was confused when she looked up and caught him staring. She had no idea what she had done to earn a glare like that. There eye's connected and Bonnie saw something in them that she couldn't quite recognize.

A rush of possessiveness ran through Damon when he looked at Bonnie. He couldn't take it anymore and quickly drained his beer before slamming it down on the table beside him and rushing out of the room. Bonnie noticed this and quickly left Jeremy's embrace briefly excusing herself before running after Damon, determine to figure out what was wrong.

She found him standing outside on the Lockwood's back porch, his hands gripping the railing tightly as he bent over it.

"Damon…" She said quietly as she out to touch his shoulder. His body tensed under her touch. She took her hand away and let it fall to her side. "Are you okay? Did I do something wrong?" She asked desperate to know why he was acting this way.

He slowly turned around, his hard eyes softened when he saw the concerned state she was in. He had no right to be mad at her. It wasn't like they were dating or anything, hell they were barely even friends. He shouldn't have gotten jealous just because she was dancing with another guy. He shouldn't like her as much as he did. But that's just it. He did get jealous and he did like her and he felt so confused and angry at himself for having these feelings he didn't know how to act.

"I'm fine Witchy." She frowned at his answer, knowing he was lying.

"No you're not Damon. You can talk to me; you-"

"I said I was fine!" He yelled, he knew he shouldn't be angry with her but he was having trouble controlling his temper.

"Don't yell at me. I'm just trying to help Damon, that's what friends do!" She yelled right back at him as she glared into his eyes.

"I don't need your help, Bonnie." He snarled turning away from her, no longer being able to hold her gaze.

"Well then what do you need Damon?" Bonnie cried out exasperatedly. His body froze and so did hers as she waited for an answer. He turned around facing her and the look in his eyes made her shudder. He looked so lost and conflicted, as if he were fighting a war of emotions inside his beautiful head. He turned his gaze away from hers and looked down at the floor.

"I…" He began but then he stopped himself. He looked up at her, a fierce look in his eyes. He stared at her for a second before walking up to her so they were face to face and without warning he crashed his lips down to hers. His hands were on either side of his face as he kissed her with all the built up tension and passion he felt inside.

At first she did nothing, the shock of his actions rendering her ability to respond useless. But after a few seconds she couldn't help but move her lips against his. The second he felt her respond he deepened the kiss. Their bodies were molded together perfectly and she wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him to her as she clung to him tightly. He slowly pushed her backwards, stopping when her body met the wall. He kissed her desperately, as if at any moment she would be taken away from him and disappear forever. He moaned into her mouth as her fingers found his way into his dark lock, tugging and pulling them. His hands traveled down her waist to her thighs and he urgently lifted her legs up to wrap them against his waist. He forcefully pushed her back further into the wall again, adjusting to the delightful new position. She pulled away, gasping for air and his lips found his way to her neck. He gently sucked and nipped at the skin of her neck, teasing her with his tongue and a wide smile spread over his face at the loud moan he got out of her. She roughly yanked on his hair to pull his lips back to her own and kissed him fiercely.

They couldn't get enough of each other as they both clutched one another, kissing passionately. When they both finally pulled away, they took a second to catch her breath, leaning there foreheads against each other's.

Then Bonnie pulled away abruptly, snapping out of her lustful daze she realized what she had just done. What they had just done. She couldn't wrap her head around it, he was Damon Salvatore! She wasn't supposed to kiss him, let alone enjoy kissing him.

Damon noticed the conflicted look on her face and reached out to grab her arm gently, pulling her out of her thoughts.

"I'm sorry; I shouldn't have done that, Bonnie. I-" She cut him off before he could finish.

"Don't be sorry Damon. If I didn't want that to happen I wouldn't have kissed you back." She looked him in the eye, wanting him to know she didn't regret it, she was just confused. "It's just…why did you do it?" He laughed.

"Do what, kiss you? Well that's generally what's done when a guy find a girl incredibly hot and attractive and can't get them out of their head." He walked closer to her as he talked, a smirk on his face. He stroked her cheek gently with his right hand, starring into her eyes to let her know how true his words were.

Bonnie was shocked, her mouth forming a shape of a perfectly little O as she looked into Damon's genuine gaze. She felt a rush of warmth run over her and she couldn't help but reach up to press her lips to his once more. He quickly responded and she opened her mouth, letting him ravish it with his god like tongue. He rested his hands on her waist, pulling her closer, as she wrapped her arms tightly around his back. This kiss was slower than their first one, less desperate but just as passionate. They found themselves loving the feeling of their bodies pressed against one another's. They both reluctantly pulled away when Bonnie felt the need to breathe, cursing her human lung capacity for not lasting longer. Once again they rested their foreheads together but this time neither pulled away.

"Were good at that." Damon stated with a smirk on his face. Bonnie laughed at him, casuing him to internally moan at the way her body shook against his.

"What, kissing?" She smiled up at him. He pecked her on the lips once more before replying.

"Yeah, we should do it more often." He said it cockily and casually but as Bonnie stared into his eyes she could see the vulnerability behind them. Bonnie let out a sigh.

"What is this Damon?" She asked quietly, referring to whatever sort of relationship they seemed to have formed. Damon sighed. He hated these conversations. He was no good at them.

"I honestly don't know Bennett. But as long as we keep kissing I'll like whatever it is." She smiled at him, not completely satisfied with his answer but she knew it was probably the best she would get out of him. To her surprise, he wasn't finished talking yet.

"I like you Witchy. More than I want to admit. More than I probably should. But I like you a lot. When I saw you with Jeremy…" He stopped as the rage he felt earlier slowly crept back into his mind. "I wanted to rip his hands off for touching you." He pulled her closer, his possessiveness seeping through. He closed his eyes, pressing his forehead into hers as he willed his anger to go away. "I want to be the only guy that can touch you like that."

Bonnie gasped at his confession. He was jealous. Damon freaking Salvatore had gotten jealous of a teenage boy none the less. Maybe she should have been angry at him, he had no right to be jealous, but instead she felt immensely pleased. She usually hated it when guys got jealous and possessive but with Damon it was different. She liked the thought of only being his and how much it drove him crazy to see her with another guy.

"I know I'm not really known for relationships and all." Damon began as he pulled back to stare into her eyes. "But I want you in more ways than one and I don't want to share." The intensity of his gaze made Bonnie shiver.

"Well that works both ways Damon." Bonnie replied cautiously. "I don't want you to be with anyone else either."

"Done" he said without a second's hesitation. Bonnie smiled.

"I can't believe Damon Salvatore just agreed to be in a monogamous relationship." Damon chuckled at her.

"Is that what I agreed too?" He joked, "I may just have to rethink these terms." He had a smile on his face as he gently pressed his lips to hers.

"Well if-" She was cut off by the sound of Caroline and Elena yelling for her. She and Damon had been outside for a while and they were probably wondering where she had disappeared to. She let out a groan as she reluctantly pulled away from Damon.

"We could just ditch the rest of the party and go back to my place." Damon suggested waggling his eyebrows.

"I wish I could but I can't Damon, it's my party." He nodded, understanding.

"I'm gonna head home then. Enjoy the rest of your party birthday girl." He pressed another soft kiss to her mouth before turning to leave with a satisfied smile on his face.

"Damon" Bonnie's small voice made him stop and turn around to face her. She was staring at the ground and he was beginning to worry when she wasn't able to find the right words to say. "I… Can we maybe not tell anyone about this?" She said unsurely, not wanting to offend him.

"What, embarrassed of me already?" He chuckled at the look of panic that spread over her face.

"What? No of course not. It's just…I know the others won't approve and I don't want to have to them constantly dishing out reasons why not to date you. I want to get used to this before we have to defend are relationship to them."

"If you want to keep us a secret we can Bonnie. Hell, it'll probably be better if we do for a while. This way we can enjoy are time and I won't have to worry about Blondie staking me in my sleep." He said it with a smirk on his face, acting like he didn't really care, but in all honesty Damon was relieved she didn't want to tell anyone. He knew her friends would spend day and night pointing out all the reasons he was wrong for her and he worried she would believe them. Though she had every right in the world to, he was wrong for her in more ways than one but he was too selfish to just accept that. He wanted Bonnie and he wasn't about to let anything take her away from him.

"Thank you Damon." She smiled at him, earning a smile in return. Caroline's voice sounded from inside the house once again and Damon took it as his que to leave. However before he could completely turn around Bonnie rushed up to him and placed a quick kiss on his lips. She pulled back flashing him a smile and a fast goodbye before running back into the house to find her friends, leaving him standing on the porch, watching her go.

He smirked as he thought about the unplanned turn that the night had taken. It was a good turn though. Damon knew he wasn't generally one to do relationships, but the thought of being able to kiss his beautiful witch overjoyed him. He probably should be mad at himself, for letting the witch get under his skin, but he had never felt more content. Bonnie Bennett was finally his and in all honesty, he had never been happier.