"What am I going to do?" Vicki fumed.
"Vicki, relax," Henry said, while he lit a white pillar candle, "it's just a power outage."
"But I had unsaved work on my computer and what will my clients think?" She sighed as she continued to pace back and forth while biting her right thumb nail.
"I'm sure your clients will understand Victoria," soothed Henry as he gently pulled her thumb out of her mouth.
"What? It's not like I need that hand anyway. I'm left handed," Victoria sulked.
"Yes, but I've heard it's quite useful to have both," joked Henry.
Vicki only sighed again.
Henry softly put both of his hands on her shoulders and pushed her towards the couch.
"Sit," he stated firmly.
"Ay, ay Captain Fang," Vicki did a sarcastic salute with her right hand.
"I can't believe a simple power outage makes Victoria Nelson so edgy…" Henry mused as he sat down beside her.
"I get edgy when there's nothing to do."
"Nothing to do? There's lots of fun stuff we could do in the dark…" Henry replied with his famous mischievous grin.
Vicki chose to ignore his innuendo.
"Sorry Henry, but some of us were born in the technological century."
"Very true, but I have lived a big part of my life without electricity quite successfully."
"Yeah, this coming from a vampire who sleeps during the day, likes the dark, and doesn't have to cook his food like the rest of us," Vicki quipped back.
"Touché, but I still remember what life was like before I was turned. I remember how I use to occupy myself…" Henry daydreamed.
Vicki scrunched up her nose in disgust and muttered, "I'm not sure I want to hear about that…"
"When I was a young child," Henry enforced, "my friends and I used to make up stories, create games from odd things around our castles…"
"And you thought that was fun?"
"Naturally for me," Henry stated proudly, motioning to himself, "I was the best at making up stories."
"Oh, really?" Vicki asked, intrigued.
"Yes."
"Well, why don't you spin me a tale now?"
"I have probably lost my touch, since I only work on graphic novels now."
"Oh, come on Henry," Vicki somewhat whined, "I'm really bored."
"Alright, if I must."
Vicki re-positioned herself on the couch so that she was facing Henry.
"Once upon a time, there was a stunning private investigator named Victoria Nelson…"
"Ugh, Henry," Vicki rolled her eyes, "don't have it be about me…"
"Please, let me continue," Henry stated very seriously.
"Oh, fine," Vicki rolled her eyes at him dramatically.
"One day, this private investigator met a very distinguished and charming vampire named Henry Fitzroy…"
"Hmmm, why do I think I know this one already?" Vicki asked sarcastically.
Henry just ignored her.
"Victoria and Henry decided to become crime-fighting partners. They fought witches and demons and even other vampires, but there was one thing that they could just not fight," Henry said, looking right into her eyes.
"And what might that be?" she asked, playing along.
"Their growing attraction for each other…" Henry said calmly as he moved closer to her on the couch.
Vicki tried to hide her growing smile, while Henry fingered one of her wavy strands of hair.
"Now," continued Henry, "there was only one monster in their world that could keep them apart and his name was Detective Michael Celucci."
Vicki began to giggle quietly.
"Celucci was Victoria's evil ex-partner on the police force and unfortunately for Henry, her former lover."
Vicki tried to control her laughter.
"But Henry believed that together they could conquer him," he said as he inched his face towards Vicki's.
The two sat in silence for a minute just looking at each other.
"So," asked Vicki after regaining her thoughts, "how does the story end?"
"How do you want it to end?" Henry asked with a sexy smile on his face.
Vicki pretended to think hard for a moment and then leaned in to kiss him.