Dancing In The Moonlight...With A Salvatore

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Alex POV

Aaaargh my blood is boiling, how dare Katherine bring it up again. I glanced up in my anger i seemed to have walked to the Mystic Grill, the name flashing in bright neon lights. Alex could hear giggles and laughter coming from the inside most likely coming from drunken teenagers.

Deciding she needed to let loose Alex strode towards the grill with a confidence that could put Elijah to shame. Pushing through the brown oak door Alex surveyed the scene infront of her.

There sat in all his glory was Stefan Salvatore. Black jeans, brown boots and leather jacket, he looked like he walked off a magazine cover. ''Great could this day get any better'', grumbled Alex and apparently it could.

At that moment looking as brooding as ever that certain Salvatore decide to turn to directly face her. Stefans green eyes peircing into her own blue reminding her of why those damn Salvatore boys were so intoxicating and seductive. Stefans eyes bore into her own for a few more seconds before his lips curled up into a smirk.

''Well, well, well. I heard you were in town. My brother informed me of your unexcpected arrival however he did not mention how darn good you still look'', spoke Stefan. His voice dropped to a lower tone and said, ''miss me did you?''.

'You wish, you always were second best. Even turning off your humanity doesn't make you appealing, it just makes you desperate'', I spit out harshely just to get him riled up. I came here for a drink not a history lesson. It worked as in a second he grabbed my cashmere sweater covered arm and ran out taking us to the forest.

The moonlight was shining on this particular part of the forest and I took a minute to admire the scenery.

''Do you remeber that night under the moonlight? The one where we kissed for the first time and you said no one ever made you feel like this'', whispered Stefan his lips close to my right ear.

Stefan put his hand on my hip and pulled me towards him, his head in the crook of my neck and we swayed remebering the past my mind remembering the seductiveness of a Salvatores arm. Stefan pulled his head back and brought his lips close to mine that they were almost brushing and whispered,

''Still think I'm second best?'', and in that second he was gone leaving me hanging by a string.

Great now im falling for those damn Salvatore boys AGAIN!!

 

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