Chapter Thirteen: Darling, Don't Say No

Caroline could feel Klaus staring at her and it was not comfortable to say the least. Especially since he wasn't giving her the same adoring eyes that everyone in the saloon was giving her. Klaus was giving her a more I-want-to-practically-strangle-you eyes. Not exactly romantic.

Caroline had no idea what he was upset about. After all the only thing that she had done was reject his proposal and yet her was treating her like a criminal. Caroline tried her best to ignore him as she bounced her toes slightly to the rhythm of the music. She was currently on her period so she was not serving the upstairs tonight which was why Klaus wasn't bothering her. Caroline didn't know is she should be disappointed or thrilled.

The saloon was filled tonight and she and Katherine were serving and dancing with the men today. Elijah still hadn't allowed her to return to work. Madam Pearl had told them that Elena was sick, but the poor girl was probably still feeling rejected by Damon and she needed a night to herself.

Caroline felt a hand on her hip and she thought it was Klaus asking for a dance or wanting to talk. Her smile fell when she saw that it wasn't Klaus, but a big miner with coarse black hair and sweaty clothes. Caroline knew who this was. Caroline knew that the miner was named Jesse Campbell.

Caroline only knew of him because Katherine always complained that he slapped her too hard on the bottom. Caroline had managed to avoid him thank goodness, but since Katherine was currently across the saloon it seemed that this time her luck ran out. Jesse smiled at her and Caroline tried to not look disgusted at his yellow teeth and stinking clothes.

"Good evening, Miss Marigold." Jesse said. He pulled out a couple of gold coins from his pocket. "Fancy spending some time together, upstairs?"

Caroline giggled slightly. "I'm afraid that I won't be working the upstairs tonight. But one of those pretty little coins will give you a dance."

"I don't want a dance gal, I want to spend the night upstairs. With you, now."

Caroline shook her pretty head. "Like I said Mr. Campbell that won't be possible. You see I am on my monthly visitor so a dance- "

Jesse frowned as he snarled. "For the last time woman, I don't care if you are on your monthly. I just want you upstairs now." Caroline flushed and she saw that the whole saloon went silence. Caroline wanted to cry from embarrassment. Madam Pearl was going towards Caroline's rescue, but Klaus himself stepped forward. "You will not be going anywhere with the lady, Mr. Campbell. Now I think it's best if you head home this evening."

Jesse looked angry. "And who the hell do you think you are?"

"The sheriff," Klaus said sternly. "Now are you going to leave by yourself, Mr. Campbell or am I going to force you to leave?" Jesse murmured something under his breath, but left.

Caroline's shoulders relaxed. "Thank you,"

"It's my job," Klaus said tensely as he showed her a gold coin. "Now I believe that you said that this is enough for one dance."

"Keep it," Caroline said softly as the music began again. "I owe you one."

"No, take it." Klaus insisted as he slipped the coin in between her two full breasts. "Now let's dance." Klaus led her towards the dance floor, his hand politely on her waist. "Do you usually deal with men like this?"

Caroline shook her head. "Not usually, I mean since I started working here, your kind of the only man I ever dealt with and don't smile like that. It's not funny, Klaus. I'm supposed to be a whore."

"A whore who has only been with one man." Klaus said dryly. "That doesn't seem like much of a whore, love."

"It hasn't been for lack of trying." Caroline chirped.

"Well, you're feeling sassy tonight. But you still owe me for coming to your rescue."

"I offered you a dance."

"I don't want a dance." Klaus said as he twirled her around. "I want a picnic. Just you and me. Next week, this week is rather busy."

Caroline frowned. "Why would you want to have a picnic with me?"

Klaus laughed. "Don't argue, Caroline. The question is will you have the picnic with me?"

"Oh, all right." Caroline huffed. "But only because I owe you."

The following Monday, Caroline dressed in a spring green dress with tiny pink flowers. She was wearing a straw hat with a pink ribbon and Katherine had helped her curled her hair. Caroline had butterflies in her stomach and she didn't know why. It was Klaus after all.

Klaus came to pick her up at exactly noon at the saloon and Madam Pearl wished her luck. "You look lovely," Klaus said as he stopped the carriage near the small pond. It was far away from town that they wouldn't be seen and Caroline was glad for that. She didn't want Klaus' reputation to be tarnished because he was hanging out with her.

"This is lovely," Caroline admitted. "I never seen the pond before." She noticed that Klaus was carrying a small picnic basket. "You cook."

"I don't actually." Klaus said. "This was made by my cook. I'm afraid that we wouldn't be alive if I did the cooking." Caroline laughed as she helped Klaus unpack the basket of food and she laid out the sandwiches, fresh fruit, cookies, and pitchers of lemonade.

"These are delicious." Caroline said as she took a bite of cookie.

"I'll tell Valerie that you liked them," Klaus said. "I assume that you haven't change your mind about the proposal."

"Klaus," Caroline sighed. "I don't want to hurt your feelings, you are a really nice man. But the answer is- "

"No." Klaus said slightly irritated. "I guess I should be used to it by now."

Caroline flushed. "Don't get mad, you knew how things were. But you may call upstairs as much as you want."

Klaus didn't say anything at first and Caroline knew that, that meant he was upset. She squealed when she felt him dig under her skirts and pulling on her drawers slightly. Klaus entered his finger into her small, hot center and Caroline bucked her hips. He pressed his thumb over her eager clit and rubbed it in slow small circles.

Caroline flushed, she could feel herself getting turned on by Klaus' clever fingers. She moved her hips slightly trying to get more friction and Klaus pressed a second and then a third finger insider her pussy stretching her. Caroline felt like she was about to cum when he suddenly stopped.

Caroline stared in confusion when Klaus removed his finger. "What? Why did you stop?"

"I'm sorry, love I only pleasure my wife," Klaus said with a slight wicked grin. "You won't get pleasure from me until you agree to be my wife."

-End of Chapter Thirteen-

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