Her short spiky hair was held back with two pins. She was wearing a thin, almost translucent grey yellow camisole and matching sweat pants. The chirp of the cicadas traveled towards our room with the sea breeze. Alice. My savior. It certainly felt as if she had turned me into a new vampire, like a newborn… She knew I was staring at her again, and she smiled her perfect smile. If I could blush, my face would be worse than the color of the flesh of ripe watermelons….
It has been so long since I felt this serenity… this hope I certainly do not wish to loose her because of saying the wrong words…
Is she like Maria? I wonder if she likes flowers, or does she prefer me to compose her a song? What will I give her for Valentines Day?
" Jasper! Make up your mind already" The pixie sitting on the bed complained as a wave of annoyance flooded me
"Oh, I forgot… Future teller" I stuttered a reply.
She smiled and sauntered towards where I was sitting on the couch. The hotel was the best I could afford in Philadelphia; I did not wish to give Alice anything less, for she meant everything to me.
" Jasperrrrrr….. You were changing decisions so quickly I am starting to get a headache!" Alice whined again, making her face into a pitiful frown.
I examined her emotional climate. Annoyance… Worry…… Jealousy?
" Jasper who was that women you were comparing me with a while ago? The one with the dark hair?" she questioned innocently.
Shit, how was I going to explain this…?.