Dreams can come True

I know what you dream

Klaus licked his lips and to add to his torment, Elena watched hungrily.

He decided to make a show of it. He sucked on her lower lip with his mouth, scraping with his teeth, and her heart sped up. Their eyes collided and there was such heat in hers, he inhaled sharply. Shit! I wanted to get Elena out of those clothes, badly. His blue eyes held hers as he whispered, "I've never played naked."

To his surprise, the reaction he got was not what he expected. Elena and Hayley groaned and picked up their glasses.

Klaus's eyes widened, and despite his disappointment that he hadn't undressed Elena so easily, he began to laugh. "Why are you small-"

"Hey, look at her!" Hayley snapped.

He turned to Elena. "Someone used to be naughty..."

She swallowed her drink and gave him a sensual smile that made his entire body tense with lust. "Someone still is…" she purred, her gaze running down his chest and down until she deliberately focused on his groin and the prominent bulge there. "And you too…" she said softly.

Klaus's jaw dropped and he bit back a groan. He wanted to discuss that little comment further, but Hayley, always his spoilsport, spoke up and interrupted the moment.

"Okay, my turn," he said. He touched her chin for a moment before leveling his green eyes on Elena. "I got it." A wicked glow shone there causing Elena to squirm. "I've never had a wet dream about someone I shouldn't have."

You could have heard a pin drop. Elena looked furious and embarrassed.

Klaus leaned forward, definitely interested at this point. He looked over at Hayley; maybe she wasn't so bad after all. She had just brought into play a situation he had been trying to get Elena into for over a year...

Klaus had a hard time keeping the *shit-eating smile* off his face. If she admitted that she dreamed about him, then Klaus would know that she had feelings for him, which she already did, but she didn't.

If she didn't, well then she was lying and that could go many ways. It was a total win-win and his admiration for Hayley went up several levels.

"Well, Elena…" he insisted, doing his coquetry as he leaned in, getting up and entering her personal space. "Have you or have you not had naughty dreams of me?"

Elena fiddled with her glass, shooting dirty looks at both Hayley and Klaus as she kept quiet. Her expression was belligerent, belligerent at best, almost daring her friend to break her trust.