"Get dressed!" Elijah said as he threw Hayley's clothes at her.
But she put them aside now speeding up to him, slithering her hands around his neck, "Don't be like that. I knew you would want to have her fun with her. She must be a good fuck if you got in so much trouble to get her away in such expensive hotel. I'll wait when you are done with her. A threesome is ok, too, but I guess she is very prude."
That now made Elijah's blood come to the boil point now grabbing the female vampire by the throat.
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"You will leave if you want to see the light of day."- Elijah sifted angrily.
Hayley chocked as his grip got tighter.
"Are we clear?" he eased the grip a bit and Hayley nodded.
He let the vampire loose and then added as she now looked at him, "And do not think that I do not mean it."
Hayley knew that Elijah was not to be trifled with. She had seen him kill the vampires that tried to go up against him.
"Now leave!" he said with a stern look.
Hayley dressed swiftly and swished out through the balcony.
Now there was a knock at the door and he could hear Elena say, "Elijah, are you here?"
Elijah now swiftly got his clothes and went under the shower. He needed to get Hayley's perfume off of him. Being a vampire, all was done within secons, now opening the door, wrapped up in a towel around bis waist.
"Oh- sorry"
"I wanted to change" Elijah explained.
"All right. Ahm- the food is - getting cold."
"I am sorry, I am not accustomed to text, which I should have done" - Elijah said apologetically.
"It's ok. I just didn't want the food to get spoiled. It looks really delicious - and - thank you for the flowers - ok - I am gonna go over and - I'll see you"
"Yes. I will be with you in a minute" Elijah said smiling.
Elena left and he literally dressed in a minute.
He now wanted to think about Elena, shoving the unpleasant encounter away.
Elijah knocked at the door of Elena's room and entered.
"Hey" Elena muttered.
"Hello. I am really sorry that I have not let you know that I was going to change."
"It's ok. Really, it's not a big deal, but the soup is cold. Ztill these stuffed aubergines are great. I tried a little because I was starving."
Elijah felt bad, but Elena stopped him now by kissing him.
"The flowers and this - all of this - it's so amazing. No one has ever - brought me flowers."
"This is the least you deserve after the way I have teated you." Elijah said.
"Elijah, please. Let's not get back to it."
"I - you see -"
Elena now stopped him from talking further- "Please, you have made up for it already. Can we now concentrate on the good stuff- like this food for now."
"Yes, of course." Elijah sat down to have the dinner.
Though the food now didn't do much for him, he still could eat it.
"Jefferson said you lived all your life in Mystic Falls?" Elijah started.
"You and Jefferson talked a lot about me?"
"No, not really. He talked. Well, mostly it was about giving me the obvious details. Of what education you had and - you know. You were studying to be a physician."
"Yes. But I had to leave the school, because of - my father dying and I had no money for the tuition," Elena said,"which- well brought me to New Orleans."
"Yes. Would you like to finish?"
"Of course. The plan was to work for a year or so and save enough money - and go back and finish -" Suddenly Elena got quiet and there was a strange awkward silence present.
"What is it, Elena? Are you all right? Is there something with the food?" Elijah said concerned.
"No. The food is fine, it's just - now - with all this - us - I can't - I don't want to be dependent on you and - this is really -" Elena took some wine now going silent again.
Elijah understood what she meant. Now that there was a shift in their relationship, all was changing. They were no longer employer- employee.
"I hate this" Elena now said tearfully , putting the glass down, "I'm sorry. I don't know why I am so emotional."
Elijah now gently took her hand in his, "Please- I know that you are strong, indedependent woman. So smart. So beautiful. Please let me take care of you."
"What?" Elena slipped.
"I didn't mean for it to sound so machoist. You have been through so much in your life. You deserve a break. And - this will sound so - please don't misunderstand it- I am so grateful that you came into our lives. Hope said and I share the sentiment - something good came into our lives, when you came to us."
Elena's emotions, that were in total high already, just got even more higher. Overwhelmed with all, she couldn' t help herself but cry now.
Elijah now got up and went to her, embracing her warmly.
"Oh my God- I ruined everything" - Elena muttered trying to stop herself as she had buried her head in his chest.
"No. Please," he caressed her head lovingly,"you are so very human."
Those words made Elena now look at him with somewhat puzzled eyes.
Elijah having realized what he had said and now caressing her cheek even more gently, "We all - most - put facades up, every day - I've done it. To hide what we feel, to cope with the world. But you don't - you are - open, generous, warm, kind, considerate, loving- among so many other attributes- you don't hide your feelings and this is what made me - fall in love"
"You're in love with me? Really?"
"I said so. And yes, I meant it. I feel it. Maybe this sounds - too soon. But - yes- I do. You don't know how I was after I walked out on you that day - everything inside me burnt - I hurt one person that for the first time in a long while brought the feeling of live back in me."
Elijah's own feelings were also on a all time high. The white oak magic furling its potent power.
Elena was quiet, but her heart thrummed sweetly.
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Elijah kissed her hand, his eyes fixed on hers, transpiring love and happiness.
He moved to her, pulling her into a kiss.
Elsewhere
Salem airport
Seething with anger, Hayley made a call to Aya, "You were right. Elijah is very involved with someone. Someone being his maid. I want her dead."