It was the way he stared at me.
The look of pure lust that made his usually golden eyes darken until they were as black as coal.
The way he held me.
His body fitted to mine like a glove, a glove that was made to fit my hand only.
The way he kissed me.
My lips molded to his, he tasted so sweet.
The way he worshipped my body.
Every movement he made was loving, he took care of my needs first.
The way he left me with hope.
I had never hoped that he would come back before.
The way he left a part of him with me.
A part that would always be with me, never leaving, it required my full attention.
Now, standing in Charlie's bathroom. Staring at my ballooning figure, I couldn't help but think. Why did he act like that? Why did he leave me? Why did he promise he would come back someday? Why did his family not say goodbye? Why did all of this happen? Why didn't anyone know vampires can impregnate humans?