The big bad wolf and sleeping beauty

Chapter Two: First Choice

Tyler sits up straighter when he hears a soft knock on his bedroom door. Putting down the pencil he was holding, he gets up from behind his desk while he quietly asks who it is. "You get three guesses and the last two don't count." With a chuckle he opens the door to let Caroline in, he'd recognize that smell from anywhere. First he thought it was something in her shampoo, but even after that whole night of running and keeping Matt and herself safe she smelled great in the morning. He figured it was just another thing about Caroline he would never be able to stop seeking out. She walks in smiling and asks what he's been doing. He mumbles something about burying Jules but he doesn't want to go into details with her. They might hate her guts, but she had been there for him and mentored him. He couldn't just throw her corpse in a river.

Caroline nods but her smile falters at the name. "Sorry about her." He feels as if for a second she means it, understands it even that for him it wasn't 'good riddance'. Her blond curls jumped up and down as she walked to his couch next to the desk he had been sitting by. "Drawing again?" She asks curiously looking at the papers spread over the desk and ground. She picks up the one he was working on just now and her nose crinkles up in that adorable way. "Is that..." She moves her head closer to see the beginning of what should be her, laying on the grass smiling. The way he dreamed of her a last night. If they would finally find a moment to be carefree teens instead of a werewolf and a vampire destined to hate each other's guts. "Yeah." Tyler mumbled, not sure how to talk to her after what happened before. She cared, he cared. What use was caring when they were wearing clothes right?

"So you okay? What brings you back here?" Caroline shifts in her seat, as if she's not ready to tell just what she came her to. "Just dropping by!" She throws in a fake smile. As if that would work on him after all they've been through. "I can see through that now, I know you want to say something. I'll never judge and I won't get mad, so tell me." Caroline bites her lip and manages to finally meet Tyler's gaze. He tries to secure her even though he's frightened of what she's about to say. "I was wondering if I was the only... Perhaps.. Do you have these..." Tyler frowned. If she asks 'feelings' after the way they kissed yesterday, she needs to get a brain because he put everything he felt into- "...Urges?" She shuts her mouth and lifts up her eyebrows. "Urges? Blood-urges?" Tyler asks. Caroline crosses her legs and straightens her back. She makes a soft groan and answers. "...Not exactly."

Tyler can't fight a laugh when he notices the glimpse of desire in her eyes. "Forbes, is this your grownup talk to say you're horny all the time?" A cheeky grin breaks through Caroline's facade and Tyler throws his head in his neck. "It's not funny Tyler!" But he sees she's having trouble being serious too. "To answer the question though, with the teen hormones and werewolf gene... Hell yes." Caroline stands up and walks over. He sees her taking him in, sizing him up. She's approaching him like an animal moving towards its pray. He's never felt so aroused. "Do you want us to help each other out?" He asks her. She smiles deviously. "I don't know..." She's right in front of him now, her breath on his lips. He feels her hesitating a little. "If we keep our teeth to ourselves?" He can't have her backing down now. Her lips crash into his and for a second he's too thrown off to reciprocate. She throws her arms around his neck and moans into his mouth. Her tongue is licking his lips as she demands access to his mouth. He hears her breathing getting irregular and backs off a little. Her eyes are already changing and he knows she can see the gold in his now too. She releases him and he regrets stopping already.

"Oh god. I can't, we can't go there." He kicks himself mentally but doesn't say anything. She came to him, she started everything this time, he thinks as her face is changing back again. "I know this and I am confusing. It's just I kinda almost did go there. Yesterday and now. Because I really like you and we both know there's potential here. I mean, I thought I knew but I over-analyze everything and with these urges and yesterday you were just really..." A smile spreads across her lips when she remembers their last encounter and Tyler smiles back. Her eyebrows knit together as she continues rambling and the moment's over.

"I want this. A lot. But we're not supposed to. And now with our moms fighting, it's just all so complicated. Remember, when we first kissed everything just blew up in our face and we didn't really get a chance to talk about any of it and then I kept analyzing which got me nowhere except on your doorstep."
"You were what?" Tyler can't believe his own ears.
"It's stupid, I just... Over-analyzed what happened and with Matt still being in the picture it's all really..." He holds up his hand to stop her. "No, about my doorstep?" He sees her swallowing, but she can't take it back. "I always found myself back at your door whenever I thought about.. And then you weren't there ever, so it was incredibly pointless." Her cheeks are getting red. Tyler finds it so endearing, she looks so human this way. Her cheeks red, her voice fast and her hands clenched. A girl in front of a guy. "What would you have said if I had returned when you were there, on my doorstep?" She shakes her head frantically. "No idea! I don't know why I even went there. I just, you were such a big part of my life and you just left without a goodbye so I... I don't know."

He sees the tears forming in her eyes and grabs her, pulling her into a hug. "You're a big part of mine too." He hears her sigh and her body relaxing. Her arms wrap around him and she hugs him back. He remembers their last conversation and utters what he had been thinking about earlier. " Caroline, about yesterday, you've already changed, you gotta know. Don't you think I noticed?" She doesn't stop hugging him and he doesn't either, leaving a funny feeling in the pit of his stomach. "No, why would you notice?"

"What's that supposed to mean?" She backs away at his words, her face is calm, not broken anymore. As if she's made peace with it.
"You can't because I haven't. My hair doesn't grow, I don't have my period nor do I age. My skin doesn't tan and my nails don't grow either." Tyler sighs. He doesn't get why she's so hung up on who she was. He likes her better now. "That stuff isn't relevant. You're mature , more confident and you're not a... A neurotic bitchy little.. girl." Her eyebrows shot up. Almost made a mistake there. "You're not. You're not even close to the Caroline I thought I knew before. You've changed Caroline, because of what happened we've all changed. Maybe not on the outside, but I don't see just what you look like, I see it in your eyes and the way you are. You've changed. You're amazing."

She sways from one feet to the other, her head tilted and fighting back a smile. He feels as if won a prize, making her smile is almost as satisfying as making her moan. "Me?"
"Of course. Who else would I notice?"
"I don't... It sounds like I'm a first choice."
"Well. You are." He states. She looks surprised, stunned, out of this world. As if anyone could ever be better than her. It baffles him, how she's so unaware of how amazing she truly is. She steps closer, stroking his face with her right hand, touching his lips with her thumb as her gaze drops to them. She closes her eyes before she leans in, very slowly pressing her lips to him. Their lips touch for only a second, it's a kiss kids give each other. A pec on the lips, nothing passionate. And still, Tyler feels something turning in his stomach. She stays close to him, her eyes still closed. She leans in again, another quick pec on his lips. He smiles and gives her a quick kiss too. She giggles. "Be careful, I could get used to this." She whispers. "Well, Beauty and the Beast do live happily ever after." Her eyes snap open and she looks at him with a stunned face again. He can't explain to her anymore how phenomenal he thinks she is, so before she's able to say another thing, he shuts her up with a grownup kiss. He pushes her back until she's against the wall and pressed up against him. All that's left are lips and kisses, breaths and hands, skin on skin.

She forgets what she was about to say.

A/N: Did I just make a stupid mistake by continuing this? Well, either way it wouldn't get out of my head so here it is anyway! :) Hope you guys enjoy! R&R !