Bonnie jumped down from the moving truck she and her dad had used to pick up some furniture for the upcoming masquerade ball.
“I’m gonna find some people to help carry the things inside,” her dad said as he threw her the keys.
“Okay,” she said lightly with a shrug. She smiled as she watched him go inside. She had at first debated volunteering
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*clears throat*
So look at what you did, Alta. You have me reading Bamon fic. Curses! I loved it. It was fun and I love how you painted Mason - god, he was so damn sexy, I miss him. Damon's such twit. Please write a sequel - or three.
*is not demanding at all*
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I really don't think I'll be writing a sequel to this but don't shut that kink trap door just yet. It's definitely in the cards for me to write a threesome with them. I had been thinking of starting that story off from Jenna's barbecue, but...the ball might work too. Lol. *Needs to strategize*
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A jealous Damon is always entertaining, especially when he doesn't seem to realize his own motivation behind his intense feelings of seeing Bonnie and Mason together. I agree with Lady Gawain, a sequel is highly in order.
Great job.
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I love that you started it this way. I like being reminded that Mason actually helped her. Poor bastard. :\
OMGoodness. Mason's checking Bonnie out! I love how awkward she is! :D she's my hero (and you're my hero for writing it!)
Bonnie had no idea what Damon was talking about. It seems she was more out of the loop than she thought.
SEE SHOW YOU ARE NOT SLICK!
Stefan couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “You’re…upset that Bonnie likes Mason.”
“Welcome,” Damon said wryly.
“You’re jealous that he has it in good with Bonnie.”
Damon’s expression became stony.
LOL! ^^^
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Lmao.
Thank you for reading! I'm happy you enjoyed it. Poor Mason indeed. He fell trap to Elena's lineage.
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