“Excuse you? I never said it was the worst thing in the world. When did I say that? I don’t remember saying that.” Hell, she didn’t even remember thinking it. And even if she had, he didn’t have creepy telepathic abilities. She eyed him carefully. Right? No. Focus, Caroline. She was pretty sure Klaus just had a way of reading her when she least wanted him to be able to do so.
“It wasn’t terrible. I mean, you’re a pretty good kisser--which a thousand years--I’d be kind of worried if you sucked at it.” And she’d gotten a taste of what he would have been like when he was in Tyler’s body. Tyler. Her stomach flipped again and she cursed herself for wearing a dress. If she’d been in pants she could have curled up on the chair, but there was no way in hell she was doing that while she was wearing a dress.
She loved him, that boy who was trapped at home while she was trapped there. That boy who was so consumed by his own revenge that nothing else really seemed to matter to him at the moment. She may have agreed to his little plan, the break up and getting close to Klaus, but why hadn’t they seen the consequences of what their actions would lead to? Because all that Caroline could see had happened was she’d gone from despising Klaus, to being intrigued, to a mess of feelings that she couldn’t understand. Ones that she was desperately fighting to push down when all they wanted to do was burst forth.
“And we’re not doing it again. Because all it does is confuse everything. Even if it felt wonderful.”
Okay, maybe rational and calm would be a good thing for her to try and gather around her at the moment. Because impulsive, irrational her was only going to say things she didn’t mean to.
[logging in correctly is always a good thing oops]