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The same nightmares continued to haunt me in my sleep; Watching Stefan die over and over again was really taking a toll on my sanity. I'm watching myself scream for Stefan when cool hands pry me from the dream.

"Adaline, wake up! Wake up, it's only a dream!"

I sit up fast, gasping for air. Sweat rolls down my forehead as I try to slow my breathing.

I turn and look at Stefan and I immediately break down and burst into tears.

"Hey hey, shhhhh what's wrong?" Stefan asks me. He rubs circles on my back as I begin to calm down.

"I... I have these dreams. These flashbacks of the night you and Damon died. I've had them all this time. They've never stopped."

Stefan continues to hold me as I cry my last few tears. He reaches to my face and wipes them away.

"Adaline I'm so sorry that you're having these dreams. Would you like for me to lay with you until you fall asleep again?" He asks.

"I would very much appreciate that Stefan. Thank you." I say with a small smile.

He slides under the covers and allows me to lay my head on his chest. I deeply inhale his intoxicating forest scent, and I feel myself slowly drifting into a peaceful slumber. Before I completely go, I hear Stefan whisper "I love you Adaline. I'll never let anyone hurt you."

That was the night the dreams stopped.

I woke up the next morning to the smell of a husky forest. For a second I thought I fell asleep outside, but when I opened my eyes it was met with Stefan's glorious face. I laid there and stared at him for a while, wondering how lucky I was to have Stefan in my life. His adorable freckles on his right side of his face, the way his eye lashes curl perfectly on his eye lids. Everything about him was perfect.

I touched his face, lightly stroking his cheek, when his eyes opened suddenly. He pierced me with his pools of green, and suddenly I felt weak.

"Good morning" he said with a smile.

OH GOD. His morning voice was so damn sexy.

"Good morning" I replied back. "I was just going to make some breakfast, what would you like?" I asked.

"Anything made by you, love, is delicious to me. " He replied with a smile.

I blushed a deep red and I pushed off the covers. I got up and stretched, hearing the satisfying crackle of my back. I hear Stefan suck in a deep breath, but I chose to ignore it. I didn't want to turn tomato red this morning.

I walked out of the door and I heard Stefan mutter under his breath "so beautiful." My heart swelled at his statement. No ones ever said that about me. Especially when I've just woken up. I'm sure my hair is in tangles and my breath stinks.

I stop by the bathroom to freshen up a little bit, and I get started on the bacon and eggs.

I turn on some classical music, and Porcelain by Helen Jane Long came on. I swayed my hips to the music as I moved all around the kitchen.  I was humming and cooking the bacon when I felt a strong pair of arms wrap around my torso.

"That smells delicious" Stefan said.
"Thank you." I replied turning around. I gasped when I did because holy shit he was gorgeous.
My knees went weak. He had just gotten out of the shower, his body still glistening with water, with only a towel to cover himself. His abs were perfectly chiseled, a very prominent v lined his lower abdomen.

He smirked, "like the view?"

I was speechless. He cupped my face, and pressed his lips softly to mine. I was intoxicated. His lips were the sweetest things that I have ever tasted. I needed more. Soon we both began to melt into one another. Moving our mouths in sync.

Suddenly the smoke detector started blaring.
Shit! The bacon was burnt all to hell.

We opened the windows to let the smoke roll out, and we fanned it until the detectors stopped.

Stefan looked at me and started laughing. "Well, I guess there goes our breakfast. Wanna grab some at The Grill?"

"I'd like that" I replied. We both got dressed and headed out the door. He offered to drive today. He held the door open for me as I climbed in my seat.

"I need you to stay in my car for forever, it looks much sexier with you in it" he said with a wink.
I blushed madly, and we headed towards town.

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