tried to think up a believable story. Suddenly, he looked hurt. "Wait a minute. Do you live in the really nice part of town? Where the kids all go to the private school and have drivers. Is that why you don't have a car? Do you not want my car seen in your neighborhood?"
"No. That's not it. I don't have a driver."
"What is it, then? What aren't you telling me?"
I sighed. "It's a long story."
"Try me."
This wasn't the way that I had wanted things to go, but maybe telling him that I was a vampire was for the best. If it wasn't, I could always use mind control to make him forget. I pulled the bandage off my finger and showed him my perfect skin.
His eyes widened and he grabbed my hand, staring at my finger. "How did that heal already? That's not possible!"
"I'm not your average…person."
"How did that heal already? I saw how deep you cut yourself. What's going on?"
"I heal quickly. If anything happens to me, then I just heal. That's why you can drop me off anywhere. If I get hurt, I'll get over it."
"That still doesn't make any sense. I—"
I unbuckled myself and leaned over to him and started kissing his neck. I licked circles around his skin, allowing the saliva to prepare it to be bitten. It not only relaxed the skin, but him as well. He leaned his head against the seat and let me kiss his smooth, soft skin as I let his heartbeat sing seductively to me.
Giving one last lick, I nipped his skin with my teeth. He let out a small gasp of pain, followed by a moan. I let my teeth sink slowly into his neck, giving him more of my venom as the blood trickled into my mouth. I closed my eyes as I discovered that the taste of love, or whatever it was, was much more delectable even than the taste of fear.
The flow sped up and I drank it hungrily even though I'd already drained two people that week. This was different. This was more than just filling a hunger. As I felt the flow slow down, I knew it was time to stop or he'd pass out. I licked the wound, allowing it to heal as quickly as it would if he were a vampire. I kissed him a few more times and then sat back in my seat.
He took a few heavy breaths and then asked, "What was that?"
"My gift to you," I said. Not only did the amount of venom that I gave him work to give him a level pleasure that humans rarely reach, but it would also stay in his system for a while, giving him added strength and confidence. He would be able to take on the other football players so that they would leave him alone. But I wasn't going to tell him that, I wanted him to figure that out on his own.
I watched as he remained leaning against the seat, enjoying the venom running through his system. When done right, and I knew how to do it exactly right, it was beyond anything humans ever get to experience without the help of vampires.
Finally, he sat up and looked at me. "I don't know what that was, but…wow, that's all I can say."
"I'll explain it to you tomorrow if you want to get together with me after your practice again."
He laughed. "If I want to? I wanted to before…that, that, uh, that, well, whatever it was, but now I have to hear more about it—and have some more. I know I need to get back home, but I, uh, I'm not sure about, well, I mean—"
"Would you like me to drive?" I asked, trying to hide a smile. "If you're having trouble navigating through your words, maybe I should take you home."
Blinking a few times, he said, "Yeah. That's probably a good idea." He got out of the car and walked around to my side, if you could call it walking. It was closer to stumbling. I got out and ran to the other side, sitting in the driver's seat before he had sat down in the passenger seat. He gave me a funny look, but didn't say anything.
Once he was buckled in, I drove back to his house.
"You sure you're going to be okay?" he asked.
"Do you really need to ask?"
He smiled. "Probably not. You'll tell me everything tomorrow?"
I nodded. "I promise."
"Okay, well, meet me after my practice. My
"No. That's not it. I don't have a driver."
"What is it, then? What aren't you telling me?"
I sighed. "It's a long story."
"Try me."
This wasn't the way that I had wanted things to go, but maybe telling him that I was a vampire was for the best. If it wasn't, I could always use mind control to make him forget. I pulled the bandage off my finger and showed him my perfect skin.
His eyes widened and he grabbed my hand, staring at my finger. "How did that heal already? That's not possible!"
"I'm not your average…person."
"How did that heal already? I saw how deep you cut yourself. What's going on?"
"I heal quickly. If anything happens to me, then I just heal. That's why you can drop me off anywhere. If I get hurt, I'll get over it."
"That still doesn't make any sense. I—"
I unbuckled myself and leaned over to him and started kissing his neck. I licked circles around his skin, allowing the saliva to prepare it to be bitten. It not only relaxed the skin, but him as well. He leaned his head against the seat and let me kiss his smooth, soft skin as I let his heartbeat sing seductively to me.
Giving one last lick, I nipped his skin with my teeth. He let out a small gasp of pain, followed by a moan. I let my teeth sink slowly into his neck, giving him more of my venom as the blood trickled into my mouth. I closed my eyes as I discovered that the taste of love, or whatever it was, was much more delectable even than the taste of fear.
The flow sped up and I drank it hungrily even though I'd already drained two people that week. This was different. This was more than just filling a hunger. As I felt the flow slow down, I knew it was time to stop or he'd pass out. I licked the wound, allowing it to heal as quickly as it would if he were a vampire. I kissed him a few more times and then sat back in my seat.
He took a few heavy breaths and then asked, "What was that?"
"My gift to you," I said. Not only did the amount of venom that I gave him work to give him a level pleasure that humans rarely reach, but it would also stay in his system for a while, giving him added strength and confidence. He would be able to take on the other football players so that they would leave him alone. But I wasn't going to tell him that, I wanted him to figure that out on his own.
I watched as he remained leaning against the seat, enjoying the venom running through his system. When done right, and I knew how to do it exactly right, it was beyond anything humans ever get to experience without the help of vampires.
Finally, he sat up and looked at me. "I don't know what that was, but…wow, that's all I can say."
"I'll explain it to you tomorrow if you want to get together with me after your practice again."
He laughed. "If I want to? I wanted to before…that, that, uh, that, well, whatever it was, but now I have to hear more about it—and have some more. I know I need to get back home, but I, uh, I'm not sure about, well, I mean—"
"Would you like me to drive?" I asked, trying to hide a smile. "If you're having trouble navigating through your words, maybe I should take you home."
Blinking a few times, he said, "Yeah. That's probably a good idea." He got out of the car and walked around to my side, if you could call it walking. It was closer to stumbling. I got out and ran to the other side, sitting in the driver's seat before he had sat down in the passenger seat. He gave me a funny look, but didn't say anything.
Once he was buckled in, I drove back to his house.
"You sure you're going to be okay?" he asked.
"Do you really need to ask?"
He smiled. "Probably not. You'll tell me everything tomorrow?"
I nodded. "I promise."
"Okay, well, meet me after my practice. My
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