First Date with a Vamp - A Short Story Numero 1

I love the Twilight books at the moment but have to admit there's one thing that has been niggling me, what would a first date with a vampire really be like?

Sally looked for her favourite red shoes, no simple task in the dark but Leo preferred candlelight and to prevent disaster she had removed every bulb in the house hours earlier.
She checked her reflection and thought about him. His beautiful dark eyes, that jet black hair, those pecs ...ever since she had first seen him she had wanted him, adored him, watched women fawn over him and now, after some outrageous flirting on her part, she was finally getting her first date with him.
Sally checked her reflection; she looked luminescent, positively glowing in the candlelight. Just then a smooth voice growled.
‘Am I welcome in?’
‘Mmm, of course you are’ she croaked trying but failing to keep her excitement hidden.
‘Just thought I’d check’ he grinned as he stepped in from the darkened hallway. He walked across the room, extinguishing every candle on the way.
‘I like you in the moonlight.’ He moved closer to her side his hand moving slowly from the curve of her waist to her hip. ‘I’m sorry I ‘m late for our first date sweetness, everyone seems to want a piece of me at the moment, you know how it is.’
Sally smiled, remembering the first time their eyes met was on a movie set. He had been an advisor for an exciting new film, she the runner. But while she lay languishing in the shadows of the unknown he had become more famous than the film’s stars.
‘That’s fine, can I get you anything, I wasn’t sure what you...ate’ Sally hesitated as she spoke and watched him smile slightly as he caught her meaning.
‘Just some wine will do dear lady, to match those ravishing lips of yours.’
The coolness of his touch began to bring on a sensation in the pit of her stomach that would all too soon turn into volcanic rumbling if left unabated. ‘Do you mind if I eat?’ Sally asked.
‘Of course darling. I would love nothing better than to watch that beautiful mouth of yours as it... eats’ he inhaled sharply then let out a long deep groan. Sally flinched and drew back.
‘God what’s that smell!’ ...she cried before she could stop herself.
‘Sor...sorry I, I guess I was a bit frugal with the mouth spray tonight, I need to have it specially made for my, well my condition and I’m running out...’Leo stuttered, hiding his mouth behind the sleeve of his coat.
‘God I’m so sorry’, Sally cried ‘I’m such an idiot! ‘The stench had just caught her so off guard. ‘Please forgive me. Listen I’ll just serve myself some food, I’ve had a glass of wine already and think it’s gone to my head!’
Leo’s expression gradually changed from hurt to naughty as it so often did and he followed her to the kitchen, watching intensely as she pulled the steak from the grill then added some crushed...
‘Garlic! he shrieked and flew across the room to the doorway again.
‘Oh God! Oh damn I can’t believe what an idiot I am being.’
Sally ran to the window and threw the full dish out, plate and all. Tears began to well as she slumped onto the floor, her face in her hands.
‘I’m such a fool, how could I ever think I would be good enough for you when I can’t even get our first date right’
Leo lifted her up from her knees and stroked her hair soothingly.
‘There there, its ok it just takes a bit of getting used to. Come here so I can hold you tight my dear girl’
Sally pulled in close then looked up at him, that beautiful perfect porcelain face. Wanting so much to feel his lips on hers she drew her face closer to his. He pulled back.
‘Um sorry I can’t kiss you I might bite’
‘Oh.’
‘Come on lets just cuddle up here on the sofa.’
Sally began to tremble as he pulled her in tight,
‘Oh you’re so cold’ she exclaimed.
‘Ah right...do you perhaps have a hot water bottle, sometimes that helps?
‘Um yes tell you what I can go get it, why don’t you choose the DVD?
‘Ok.’
Silence.
‘Er Sally... who is this?’
‘Who’s what?’
‘On your TV there’s a black and white picture.’
‘Oh that’s my Great Grandma Jean, she was only 20 when that was...Leo are you ok?’
‘Oh dear Sally’
‘Yes?’
‘I seem to have slept with your Grandmother’
‘What?’
‘It was many moons ago, when I was well, alive...I remember her because she wore that exact same hat in b...
‘Okay no need to go any further’
‘Oh yes sorry about that...um I think perhaps its best I go. Something tells me this was just not meant to be, so sorry Sally, you really are the most exquisite woman I’ve met in many a century.’
He leaned out and slowly kissed her hand, the cool touch of his lips permeated through her skin.
‘Leo before you go....’ Sally whispered.
‘Yes my dear?’
‘Can you leave my cat?’
‘Ah yes sorry...bad habit.’


The End