"By the end of the week. We will have to decide where to go. Rome, Tokyo, Paris, London? Perhaps Greece. Somewhere far...far away from Mystic Falls and your idiot friends. We will put it up to a vote when Stefan and Damon arrive..." he dangled the phone that revealed text messages just out of her reach. "Both are more than willing to comply rather than lose you. You simply must be one splendid fuck in bed in order to make them chase after you."