Bonnie sat up in bed already feeling tired just thinking about what a long day it was going to be. The thought of having to wash a million cars in the hot blazing sun to raise money for new cheerleading uniforms was making her want to fake sick just to get out of it. But Caroline really needed all of the cheerleaders to participate in the fundraiser.

The peppy blonde even coordinated their outfits, which were skimpy little 70's style short-sets, in hopes of getting a good turnout.

But after the car wash, Bonnie's day still wouldn't be done because later on this evening she had to help out at a charity auction which Damon would be participating in. She got roped into this along with a few other students at school by Caroline's mom, Sheriff Forbes, who needed volunteers.

The auction was to raise money for the local police department and it was Caroline's idea for the single bachelor's of Mystic Falls to be auctioned off for an one night only date to the highest bidder. Bonnie wanted to choke her. She was not looking forward to tonight.

But she kept telling herself that it was for charity.

The caramel skin beauty yawned, rubbing the sleep from her eyes when she heard her bedroom door being softly pushed opened.

Damon walked in carrying a breakfast tray and she beamed. "What's all this?"

He shrugged. "I decided to be a sweetie bear this morning and make you breakfast."

She melted like warm butter. "Aww, I love it when you're a sweetie bear. Come here."

He sat the tray down, moving to stand over her and she pulled him down to her lips for a kiss.

"Thank you for making me breakfast." She said in that annoying Khloe Kardashian-like baby voice when she pulled away.

Damon, always taking a mile when given an inch, pressed her down onto the mattress, his big body settling between her thighs. "You're more than welcome." He buried his face in her neck.

She wrapped her arms around him, not being able to help herself because he smelled so good. She could tell that it hadn't been long since he had a shower.

She grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled back his head so that she could see his face. "You excited about your date tonight?"

"Yeah I can't wait." He exaggerated his voice, giving her crazy eyes and everything.

Bonnie yanked on his hair.

"Ow!" He yelped, but then he groaned, his eyes becoming smoldering. "Ooh, I like it when you're rough with me. Do it again."

She rolled her eyes, letting go of his hair. He kissed the tip of her nose. "So where are you taking her?"

He stared down at her face, stroking her cheek. Damn she was so pretty, even first thing in the morning without a stitch of makeup. He still couldn't get over that she was a natural beauty.

"I don't know. You have any suggestions?"

She scoffed. Was he serious? "I'm not going to help you plan a date with another woman, Damon."

Her edgy tone caused him to pause. "Wait a minute, I thought you were kidding around, but you're really jealous aren't you?"

Silence.

"Bonnie?"

She groaned covering her face with her hand, feeling stupid. "Yes, I am…the thought of you going out on this date is driving me crazy. And I know it's not really a date date, but I can't help how all of this is making me feel. I just don't like the idea of sharing you with anyone even if it's for one night."

Damon didn't respond for a moment, but when he did what he said shocked the hell out of her. "So do you want me to call Liz and tell her that I can't be in the auction?"

The seventeen year old lowered her hand, studying his face and realized he was being serious. "You'd do that?" Surprise was evident in her voice.

He nodded solemnly.

This was the first time that Bonnie realized what kind of hold she had on Damon and it made her slightly uncomfortable.

She gulped and after a moment she dropped her eyes, shaking her head no. "Just ignore me, okay…I was being silly." She exhaled softly.

"Ignore you? Are you serious? Because that's the one thing I'm incapable of doing."

The way he was looking at her caused the teenager's heart to flutter.

Damon lowered his head, kissing her lips. She kept her eyes open. The kiss ended a long moment later with a loud wet smack of their parting lips.

"When do you have to leave for the car wash?" He said, breathing heavily like he was still human.

She turned her head to look at the clock on her wall. "A couple of hours."

"Perfect." He began to kiss his way down her body.

Shit. Bonnie wanted him just as much as he wanted her, but sex was simply out of the question this morning.

"Damon wait… I can't!" She rushed out before that wicked mouth of his had its way with her.

He stopped, looking up at her with his pretty baby blues.

She sighed. "There's no way I'm going to have any energy for today if we have sex now."

He didn't miss a beat, placing a kiss between her breasts. "You will if you take a hit of my blood." He suggested, knowing this was a sensitive subject considering it wasn't that long ago that he forced her to take his blood against her will.

He allowed Bonnie to push him off of her. "No." She said, sitting up.

"All it'd take are a few tiny drops. It's no big deal." He pushed because he really wanted this.

"Exactly what part of "NO" didn't you understand, Damon?" She got off the bed, walking over to her closet.

He followed her, leaning against the open closet door as she searched for her clothes. "Why, is it because of what I did?"

She didn't say anything.

"I thought we got past that Bonnie."

"We did…but that still doesn't mean I want to drink your blood."

"So let me get this straight, not only am I not allowed to bite you, but you won't even drink from me!" He said with his voice rising into a yell.

"You got it!" She yelled back because she didn't like how entitled he was sounding.

She stormed past him with her clothes in her hands.

He slammed the closet door shut. "Un-fucking believable!"

"Believe it!" She hollered, throwing her clothes on the bed.

Damon finally took noticed of the outfit. "What the fuck is this?!" He snatched up the flimsy pair of shorts and equally flimsy shirt that would have Bonnie's ass and titties popping out all over the place if she were to wear it.

He's quick change of subject threw her off. "What? It's my outfit. All the girls have to wear this today."

"Like hell! You are not wearing this!" He exploded, just because he was already mad.

"That's not your call to make!" She tried to snatch the clothes out of his hand.

Damon's blue eyes gleamed as he pulled them out of her reach. "Oh yeah?"

And right before her eyes, he ripped them up.

Bonnie gasped, her jaw dropping. But then her hazel eyes narrowed and she flew at him, hitting Damon in his chest with her fists. "You bastard…how dare you!" She railed.

He tried to grab hold of her wrists. "Stop it you little fool before you hurt yourself!" He warned.

She didn't listen, her anger fueling her. She just wanted to hurt him one good time and then she'd stop. She would be satisfied. But he was able to capture her wrists and Bonnie growled like a trapped animal.

"I said stop it!" Damon yelled, slightly shaking her.

This just made her even angrier and she kneed him in his family jewels as hard as she could.

And just like every other guy Damon Salvatore went down like a heavy sack of potatoes, grabbing his nuts.

Bonnie stood over him breathing hard. Finally satisfied. It was good to know when kneed in the balls a vampire could crumble to the floor like any other man.

She placed her hands on her hips. "I win." She said smugly, mimicking Carl Grimes from The Walking Dead.

"FUCK!" Damon yelled, rolling onto his side. Yes it hurt like a motherfucker but because he was a vampire the pain quickly subsided.

Bonnie made the mistake of walking past him and Damon's hand shot out grabbing her ankle and he pulled her down.

"Ahh!" She screamed more from surprise than anything.

He rolled on top of her. "Now that wasn't very nice, you little hellcat."

The vampire shifted his body and she went still when she felt him getting hard.

Unbelievable.

This motherfucker was more turned on than he was before all this started. Bonnie mentally added another item to her growing Things About Damon list.

He likes it when she attacks him.

Her body relaxed under him. "Now you can't deny that you had that coming. It was long overdue."

He quirked a brow. "Oh really?"

"You bet your sweet ass."

His blue eyes gleamed. "And speaking of sweet ass...I plan on having yours right now."

Gawd, he was insufferable! Didn't they not just have this conversation five minutes ago?

He intercepted her before she could growl at him. "Relax, it'll be quick…you'll have plenty of energy for today."

She scoffed, rolling her eyes. "Yeah right." Damon didn't know the meaning of the word quickie. "Saying and doing are to different things." But that didn't stop her from lifting up her hips so that he could slide off her underwear.

When Damon saw that she was already wet, his eyes snapped up mockingly to meet hers. "It looks like I wasn't the only one getting off on our little scuffle."

Busted.

"Whatever." She said lamely. "Just do what you got to do, so I can get ready for my day."

"You mean just do what you want me to do." He smirked, swiping two fingers over her pussy and holding up the evidence of her arousal.

The cheerleaders were outside washing cars for seven long hours. They'd made a lot of money, thanks in large part to the skimpy outfits they were wearing, all except for Bonnie that was, who had on a pair of Damon approved shorts and a snug tee shirt.

Of course Caroline Forbes had a major bitch fit when she showed up at the school's parking lot out of uniform, but Bonnie was quick to point out that she could just turn around and go back home and not participate in the car wash.

The pretty blonde settled down, reigning in her claws because she needed all the hands she could get with the line of cars pulling up to the school.

Around five o'clock Damon showed up in his blue Camaro and Bonnie inwardly groaned when she saw him. He said nothing about coming to the car wash. She watched as he rolled his car to a stop to talk to Caroline and Bonnie's jaw tensed as the blonde kept flashing her flirty little smiles at him. But then her smile faltered and she watched as Caroline pointed over to her.

Damon drove up to Bonnie's station and he got out of the car with a smirk on his handsome face. Bonnie looked around to make sure no one was watching them.

"What are you doing here?" She asked with a tight smile on her face.

"What does it look like? I want my car washed for my hot date tonight."

She snorted, rolling her eyes.

He then held up a hundred dollar bill.

The car washes were going for twenty dollars a pop, which was still expensive but because it was a fundraiser no one minded the exuberant amount.

"Fine." She said, snatching the money from his hand. "You can go wait over there with the rest of the perverts." She gestured to the growing group of guys standing on the school yawn watching as the young hot girls washed their cars, the majority of them not even in high school.

Damon chuckled at her raised brow.

He was that close to smacking her bottom before catching himself as he walked past Bonnie, but he couldn't leave without having the last word.

"For someone who had her brains fucked out this morning, you sure are holding up really well. Don't forget to wash my rims…I'll be watching."

The woman who bid the highest for a date with Damon was Andie Starr. She was a local news reporter and was also very attractive.

Bonnie decided to go home after that, not wanting to see Damon leave with her.

He crawled into her bed a little before ten o'clock, snuggling close to Bonnie. "So how did your date go with Ms. Andie Starr, news reporter?"

Damon chuckled at her tone. "It went fine." He said, nudging his nose against the soft skin of her neck. "I took her to Wendy's."

Oh my god. Bonnie burst out laughing. "You didn't!"

He laughed softly against her ear. "Yeah I did. She was so pissed."

She linked their hands together. "You're such a dick."

"Yeah, your dick." He whispered against her.

Bonnie smiled, closing her eyes. That's right.

The following Friday night, Bonnie was hanging out with her friends at the Grill. They were all in the back of the restaurant playing pool having a good time when her phone buzzed alerting her to a text message.

She pulled the phone from her pocket and saw that it was from Stefan, but she frowned when she opened the message reading it.

Was this some sort of joke?

He was actually telling her not to come home?

She was about to call him to see what the hell was going on when she received a second text.

It was from Damon.

DO NOT COME HOME. STAY AT MATT'S 2NITE. PLEASE BABY.

Bonnie swallowed hard, panic rising up from the pit of her stomach. She was smart enough to know that something had to be terribly wrong at the boardinghouse for Damon to plead with her to stay overnight at Matt's. And whatever it was he wanted her nowhere near it.

"Hey Bon, you're up." April cheerfully said, pulling the girl from her thoughts.

She looked up from her phone. "Oh um, can you take my place? I have to go speak to Matt right quick."

Katherine Pierce pouted her lips prettily as if her feelings were hurt. "You two are acting like you're not happy to see me."

She actually looked hurt, but it was all an act.

The vicious bitch had no feelings.

For a three hundred year old vampire, she didn't look a day over twenty. Her long gorgeous dark hair was still just as shiny and bouncy as it was when the Salvatore brothers first met her. And her pretty doll-like face still held that harmless, couldn't hurt a fly look.

But it was all a beautiful façade because Katherine Pierce was the most vicious cold-blooded killer there ever was and she considered both Damon and Stefan Salvatore hers.

Stefan spoke up first clearing his throat. It wasn't wise to piss Katherine off. "No, it's not that at all…we're just surprised to see you. It's been a long time."

Katherine's pretty brown eyes flashed. "Yes it has."

Those same eyes then flicked over to Damon who had yet to move from the spot where he was standing by the fire place and come greet her properly. She cocked a brow.

He smirked, and Katherine noticed right away that it was forced. She frowned slightly as he slowly swaggered over to her in that way she loved so much.

When his lips met hers in what seemed like a lustful kiss, she was momentarily appeased.

"Now that's more like it." She purred as she pulled away, wiping her red lipstick from his mouth with the pad of her cold thumb.

Her brown eyes then flashed to the younger Salvatore. "Stefan?" A slight edginess pierced her voice.

He moved forward and took his turn, grabbing her ass in the process, knowing how Katherine enjoyed a good ass grab.

"There." She sighed happily, reaching up to pat his chiseled jaw. "Now that my two boys have greeted me properly I'm in the mood for a drink." She paused for a moment to think, her finger tapping lightly against her red lips. "I think I'll have a pretty blonde with big blue eyes."

"Male or female?" Stefan asked, kissing the palm of her hand.

"Surprise me."