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With a fiancé and her life starting anew, Bonnie makes a few too many mistakes when she falls into the arms of another man. What started off as one night, spiraled into a lot more than Bonnie expected to take on.

chapter twelve excerpt: (unlucky) girl at home

WHEN Bonnie and Tyler went back to Bonnie’s hotel room, she was nervous. Her heart pounded loudly in her chest when she opened the door. Tyler was drunk, no surprise there, so he didn’t notice that Bonnie’s hotel room was untouched. Or that her stuff was nowhere to be found. Bonnie closed the door and sighed. A wave of annoyance washed over her. Damon said he’d take care of it. That made Bonnie think that he would find a way to get her things to her hotel room.

Ever since Tyler came and she left Damon with practically no words, she felt an immediate shift in the air. Obviously, Damon had other plans to hold her things hostage. Tyler climbed into Bonnie’s bed and kicked off his shoes. He rolled over onto his back and looked at Bonnie. “Come lay with me.”

Rolling her ankle, she sighed. “I will,” she agrees. “Just give me a sec?” Tyler mumbled whatever and rolled back over. A knock on their hotel room alarmed Bonnie. It was almost 11. She had no idea who could be at her door right now.

Glancing back at Tyler, Bonnie’s ears focused on the sound of his breathing as he slept. She crept over to the door and peeked out the peephole. With wide eyes, she opened the door as quietly as she could. She shook her head at Damon who stood in front of her. “What are you doing? I-I can’t talk right now.”

“Good, because I’m not here to talk.” He bit back, motioning to Bonnie’s suitcase that was held tight in his hand. “Here.”

“Oh.” Bonnie went to get her suitcase, but Damon held it tight in his grip. “Damon, please.”

He shook his head, denying her advances. “I just want you to know that everything I have said to you from the moment I met you until now, was the truth. That is who I am and just because I used to work with small brained assholes, does not make me anything like them.” She went for her suitcase again, yet he pulled it back. “So do not ever question my character again.”

Bonnie’s eyebrows pulled together in confusion. Damon dropped her suitcase and it hit the ground with a big thud. Bonnie watched him sulk away from her hotel room and just a few doors down was his. Damon didn’t look at her twice before entering his room. The slam echoed loudly in the hall, causing Bonnie to flinch.

This was going to be the longest weekend ever.

chapter eleven excerpt: the morning after

The next morning, Bonnie woke up in a pile of her own anxiety. Did last night happen or was it simply a hallucination? She remembers his hands and the way he smelt. Bourbon laced each kiss he enlisted on her body. When she thought hard enough, she could taste it too. His mouth. Everything that he was just enveloped Bonnie in one big embrace.

Bonnie swung her legs over the side of the bed and stood. Leaning down, she grabbed what she hoped to be an outfit out of her half open suitcase. Her tired legs carried her over to the mirror on the wall. Bonnie dragged her hands across her half dressed body, her brain swelled as she reminisced of the previous night. It wasn’t even a full 8 hours since and the guilt already started eating her alive.

The bathroom door swung open, revealing Damon with a towel wrapped around his waist. “Sorry,” he apologized. “I didn’t know you were awake.”

She nodded. She gripped her clothing, looking anywhere but near him. “It’s okay. Are you done in there?”

“Yeah. All yours.” Slipping past Damon, Bonnie closed herself inside the bathroom.

Once Bonnie was done in the bathroom, she cowardly turned a blind eye to Damon as she exited. She felt his gaze on him as she exited the bathroom, fully dressed.

Damon cleared his throat, inching towards Bonnie. He stood next to her in front of the mirror. “I think we should talk about last night,” Bonnie spoke first. “It was a lapse in judgment. We were drunk, it was a mistake and it.. it won’t happen again.” Bonnie told him. In reality, she had rehearsed those lines in the bathroom.

“It will happen again,” he said. Taking her hand in his, he rubbed her knuckles lightly. “Because in case I haven’t made it extensively clear, I can’t stay away from you.” A lump formed in Bonnie’s throat and her eyes fixed tightly on him. Damon opened the door to their hotel room and left.

chapter ten excerpt: missed calls & drunk kisses

Bonnie had taken her suitcase from Damon without as much muttering a single word. She entered the hotel without him and took a look around. A sign about a rooftop pool immediately caught Bonnie’s eye. She would definitely be checking that out later.

In the corner of her eye, Bonnie spotted Damon heading to the front desk. She pulled her suitcase behind as she headed up there with him. Bonnie stood idly by as Damon checked them in.

“And here is the key to your room, Mr. and Mrs. Foster.” Damon and Bonnie looked at each other straight away and then back at the woman behind the front desk.

Bonnie shook her head, “N-No. That’s my parents, they booked it but we,” she said pointing between her and Damon, “are not them. Which is fine, we’ll just take separate rooms.”

The woman, Lydia, sucked air through her teeth then sighed. “I’m sorry, but due to the convention, all other rooms are completely booked.”

“That! We’re here for that,” Bonnie pointed out.

Damon sighed and then smiled at Lydia. “We get it,” he spoke for both of them. “You’re just doing your job. Thank you.” Damon slid the key off the front desk and headed towards the elevators.

Lydia smiled brightly at Bonnie who tried to reciprocate the notion but failed. She couldn’t see the positivity in what was happening here.

chapter nine excerpt: sorry not sorry

SHE Brings The Rain was playing. A solid choice on Damon’s part because to him Bonnie was every part of a storm. Unpredictable, chaotic and determined. If anything Damon was more interested than not. A chill ran down Bonnie’s spine. She was in a very suggestive position, so now might not have been the best time for Bonnie to zone out.

The two were unaware of the sound of the keys that were jingling outside the door. Suddenly, the door to Damon’s apartment flew open. Stefan came trailing in, soaked by the rain. “I can’t stand the… rain.”

Bonnie looked away and down at Uma who jumped from next to her, running out of the room. Damon turned his body toward Stefan. “Sorry, I didn’t know you weren’t alone.” Stefan looked at Bonnie. “Bonnie, hey!”

“H-Hi.”

Stefan crept away and up the stairs to the loft above where Damon and Bonnie were at. Bonnie stood up, both of them were currently avoiding each others’ gaze. When the door to the bathroom upstairs shut and the shower turned on, they knew that Stefan was no longer in an eavesdropping distance.

This was awkward, to say the least. With Bonnie wearing an almost exact replica of Damon’s outfit, she could only imagine what Stefan was thinking. Bonnie crept back into the bathroom in the hallway and pulled her phone from the pocket of Damon’s pants.

Damon turned off the music that he had been playing. He lost all sense he had in his body when he asked to kiss her. And the way she left the room without saying anything? He was absolutely beside himself and going mad that he even said anything at all. There was no doubt Bonnie must have thought he was crazy.

While she was in the bathroom, Damon retrieved her clothes from the dryer and set them in front of the bathroom door. Bonnie re-entered the room after about seven minutes, wearing her own clothing. “I called a cab, it should be here any minute.”

Damon nodded. She had been hiding in the bathroom for that long, away from him. She handed him the clothing she had borrowed. “I, oh… thanks.” He replied. “I’m sorry abo-”

“-I think..”

Damon chuckled. “You first.”

“I think I’m going to go and wait outside.” she announced. Damon was going to protest because of the rain, except when he looked out of his windows, he saw it had stopped. Bonnie walked to his door and opened it. “Thanks for the shelter.” He let her go, deciding that it was enough deciding for her, today.