The Third Salvatore (TVD Season 1)

Chapter 21

Emma's pov:

I wake up at the sound of running shower. I flip on my stomach smiling and nuzzle into the pillow.

Wait. Shower?

Just then it stops and I turn my body to look. Hardin enters the room, wearing nothing except for my purple towel around his waist.

Oh boy. His presence somehow fills my room. He's glistening wet, his muscled body turning my mind dirty.
He pushes back his wet hair in a neat sweep and offers me his lazy, smug grin.

"Oh hello, I thought I should offer you with a nice view." He smirks looking down at his bare body and walks up near the bed. I sit up quickly.

"You stayed the night?" I ask surprised and look up at the wall clock. "It's 7, for god's sake. When did you even wake up?" I ask trying to concentrate on his face rather than...other places.

"Um hmm, what can I say. I'm an early bat." He grins. I roll my eyes. "You seriously had to use my favorite towel?"

"You'd rather I don't use one?" He asks amused hooking his thumb in his towel. I stare at his chest before jumping off the bed. "Gotta shower. I'll give you some privacy."

I saunter out of the room before I do something silly. Just then I remember I forgot my towel and my clothes. I enter just as Hardin drops his towel. When he turns to me I yell.

"Jesus!"

"Pray don't drag him into this." Hardin says silkily. Bastard. He doesn't try to cover himself so I hastily cover my face with my hands.

"Put on your pants!"

"Said no one ever." Comes the reply. I watch through my fingers as he puts on his briefs and jeans. He's hot as sin. I smirk. I remove my hand when he's done.

"Gimme my towel." I demand. He picks it up and throws it at me. When he smirks I roll my eyes. "You're a creep, Salvatore."

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I walk into the kitchen to see Jenna laughing over somethin Hardin is saying. He's leaning on the kitchen counter eating from my cookie jar.

"Are you trying to hijack my house?" I grumble and snatch away the jar from his hands. He pouts. "I like those biscuits."

"They're cookies." I say and put it back on the shelf.

"Emma, that's rude." Jenna frowns at me then turns to smile at the menace in leather jacket. "I like your friend. He's amazing." Hardin grins at her.

Claws off my aunt, Vampire! I scowl and grab Hardin's arm pulling him out of the kitchen. "What are you doing? Don't you dare hurt Jenna."

"I'm not going to hurt that woman in there. She's your aunt." He says solemnly. Then a smirk creeps on his face. "She's hot though."

I glare at him. "Okay, spent the night here, had a shower and now you're flirting with my aunt." I cross my arms. "What's the plan?"

"I'm not running for your President." He says wryly. "I'm just enjoying small town life. Now, I need your help." He says walking out in the living area. "What help?" I ask.

"For starters, you're coming to my house right now because we're discussing with my brothers and your sister how to get our period belles out from that freaking tomb." He says. "I can't waste anymore time."

Ofcourse. Anna fucking belle. I feel like staking her. God, what's wrong with me, I shouldn't be jealous.

"I'll go but you're gonna have to wait till I eat. I'm famished." I tell him a bit harshly.