“So I think we’re ready for round…”
”Shh…” Elena put her finger on Damon’s lips, silencing him. He looked at her confused, but then he heard the front door closing and some footsteps.
”I thought Ric was out with his pretty doctor.” He whispered, well, almost mouted, to her.
”It seems he’s not.” She sighed.
”You have to go.”
”Wha..? It’s not like he doesn’t know!” Damon rolled his eyes.
“Elena?” They heard Ric’s voice calling from downstairs.
”I’m here, Ric!” She yelled, than she looked at Damon, still sprawled comfortably on her bed, her eyes sending daggers of fire in his direction.
He chuckled a little, he could tell that Ric was coming upstairs and he was amused by Elena’s panicked look. He waited some other seconds, and then, in a blur, he was dressed again and disappeared out of the window.
She let out a relieved sigh, just when Ric knocked at the door of her bedroom and he peeked inside. Elena’s hair were a little messy, her cheeks flushed and her lips still swollen. Everything in her and in that room was screaming sex. Alaric raised an eyebrow.
”Yeah, yeah, everything’s ok.”
”I was taking a nap!” She suddenly cut him out.
Ric smirked. “Ok… I’ll be in my bedroom.” He was closing the door when he turned towards her again. “Oh, and you can tell Damon he can stay, you know, I don’t mind. Just… Be quiet.” He winked and closed the door, leaving a puzzled Elena behind.
”See? Told ya!” Damon’s whisper in her ear made her jump in surprise.
”Shh.” This time was his finger that brushed lightly against her lips. “We have to be quiet.”