The Vixen & the Fox II

Chapter 224

Davina sat in Rousseau's as she stared out the window while Tim and Monique chatted. She wanted to leave, but the enemies being here and the Skulk's brilliant idea to be paired up meant she couldn't leave Monique. Still she wanted to leave, she was just sitting here twirling her drink as she mulled over the things she could do if she could just leave this little unwanted pow-wow.

Tim was rather boring, and she was questioning her younger self's sanity for crushing on Tim. Like seriously could she pick a more boring boy to crush on!? He was also rather self-important with his talents and it was boring. He had gone to Julliard, and was a member of the Louisiana Philharmonic, a violinist, he'd had a few girlfriends, and he was now back in New Orleans. Tim was boring though. It really made her wonder about her younger self's sanity, like what compelled her to think Tim was a 'dream' boy. She was thinking it had to be the phase of Justin Bieber hair, before Bieber had turned all... blond, wannabe baddie.

Seriously, was younger her just an idiot?

Kol was at least mature, sexy, and hot, plus his smile, and Kol was interesting, he was good company, fun to talk to, fun to work with, and entertaining to be with. Kol was also a Viking and did she mention hot? Kol had abs, and his chest, thighs, his hands, arms... she needed to sto thinking about Kol before she did become a puddle of goo in the most inappropriate place. The fertility runes were burning hot again, which annoyed her.

"What about you, Davina, what have you been up to?" Tim asked and her attention snapped over to him.

"Little of this, little of that, working, life, you know," she shrugged delicately.

"You guys mentioned wedding dress shopping?" Tim started.

"I'm engaged," Monique held up her hand with her ring. Henrik had been conformed with giving Monique a ring rather than a sword; apparently Kol and Henrik had been bummed about not being able to use the family sword, Davina had been amused at that debate. Especially because Elijah apparently did have the family sword. Henrik had made the ring himself, Kol, Elijah, Nik, and Rebekah had all helped Henrik design the ring.

"No way! This is great! To who?" Tim gushed.

"His name is Henrik," she answered as she let her hand be examined.

"What about you Davina? Dating anyone?" he asked.

"That's for me to know," she replied icily. "Monique, we need to get back today, and we have to do a few more errands to do."

"Right! It was a pleasure to see you again," Monique smiled as she got up, grabbing her bag.

"Maybe we could meet up again, I mean, it was good to see you," he started and Davina frowned as she turned to him.

"A freak like me is not interested," she stated as she walked away with Monique.

"What was that about?" Monique asked when they left Rousseau's.

"Sixteen year old me, before the Harvest, has no taste," Davina stated firmly.

"Why?"

"Not important anymore."

"You know, lying to me about this is only going to have me prying harder."

Davina sighed. "Monique, in this matter, I think it's best to leave sleeping dogs where they lay."

"That bad?" she asked.

"Monique, this is a matter I am not discussing," she said firmly as they walked.

"Well, to be honest, I only crushed on him because you did," Monique confessed.

"Why!?"

"Davina, you were everything I wanted to be at sixteen; minus social awkward, but our Coven worshiped you. You were my only competition, I was originally, before the Harvest, going to get Tim just to prove I was better than you."