"Let me just grab my purse," she smiled again, but it didn't quite reach her brown eyes this time. Had this been a good idea? The awkwardness between them was thick enough to cut with a knife. Perhaps she should have refused, kept the distance, but part of her knew things were not the same between them. The couple of moments at the Gilbert lake house had changed things again, altered them again, and she couldn't deny that she she still felt a lot of things for Jeremy, things that she knew she wouldn't be able to change. He'd hurt her, bad, but he needed her now and the very fact that she was his soft side, his control to keep from hurting Elena, did speak volumes to the witch. It meant that he still cared about her and that it might just be more than the friendship they had going.
Grabbing her purse from the table, the brunette swung it over her shoulder and stepped out, closing the door to the apartment behind her. "Let's go," she started down the stairs. Things were so awkward between them, weren't they? Would they ever not be? She loved Jeremy; she broke the rules of witchcraft to bring him back to life and in turn, he broke her heart for his former girlfriend, ghost vampire, Anna. It was still hard and bitter pill for the witch to swallow. As she hit the apartment exit, she had to wonder if they ever stood a chance of regaining what they had. For what it was worth, it had been amazing and Bonnie had never been more in love, but she wasn't sure it could ever be that way again.