Damon's Desire. Santana's Desire. Fanfic Book Series 1.

(Damon's Desire)Chapter 23 So far away.

Damon's Desire

Chapter 23 

So far away

(Waiting with Stefan outside J's apt.)

"You took that well." Stefan says.

"What?" I asked pulling out my flask.

"Jaysi' alone with Mason Lockwood in her apt where we can't hear them, alone together. Two imprinted soul mates that were dating and in love, alone." Stefan said amusing himself.

I glanced over at him.  

"You trying to make me do something stupid?" I asked him.

He smiled and nodded his head in acceptance. "Good job." He said.

"I'm happy I can please you with my foolish move.' I told him.

"It's not foolish. You're trusting your lady and her friend. She probably just wants to get some information that we can't give her. She just found out you're a Vampire. You just died in front of her and are now walking around drinking. That is a lot for her to take in." Stefan says.

"So much she talks to her werewolf boyfriend?"

"You're her boyfriend, not him. You keep dying and fighting the same man for her maybe it's time you did something different about it."

"What did you have in mind? Kill him. Because I already had that in mind." I smirked.

"You can't kill her son's father. How would you explain that one?" Stefan muttered.

I told him to hush.

When J finally came out she was obviously over me dying and what she just learned. Mason Lockwood to the rescue. J comforted me with her arm around my back. I wanted to know exactly what they talked about but I knew I would never know. Unless I compelled her to tell me. I had to be done with that. She knew now what I was.  After saying the goodbyes, I took her home. She was quiet and real close to the door of the car. I had a lot of talking to do. That would need blood and scotch. Possibly a mix of both.

I pulled up to the house and left the car in front of the porch, since hers was in the garage.

J was in the shower. I took one downstairs when we were done we both walked in my room like two strangers. She sat on the bed and put lotion on her feet. I turned the TV on and sat on the bed waiting for her to speak to me. When she was done, she laid beside me and covered herself.

"Goodnight D." She said kissing my lips very quick.

"Wow that is it?" I blurted.

"Talk tomorrow. Just sleep with me tonight." She said resting her head on my chest.

I played with her hair and stared at the ceiling.

"I never noticed it before. Your heart beat. I never felt it." She said.

"I felt it before with you. At least it felt like it beat again." I said very low.

She lifted her head up and looked at me. "Was that something you worked on all day or...?

"What are you talking about?" I asked touching her hair that fell on my bare chest.

"That was the sweetest thing I ever heard, well from a dead guy." She smiled.

"Wasn't trying to be sweet." I said wanting a kiss from her warm lips.

"I think you should try not to be sweet more often." She smirked, placing her lips on mine.