Midori... that's all it took, next thing they knew, it had lead to more. He had heard her order the drink, saw what she looked like, and just wanted her. She had, shoulder length, dark hair that went an inch or two past her shoulders, skin color that was the same as his, and the way the strapless, black, dress hugged her curves was just sinful. The bodice of the dress was leather, and like a corset, and the skirt was cream but had a black, lace, flower pattern over it, and only just covered her modesty. She was nothing like Ginger... she had big, bountiful, breasts, long legs with fuck-me, black stilettos, and loose curls that fell a little past her shoulders. To say he wanted her was an understatement... He needed her... He needed a woman that carried herself with such confidence and beauty, like her. He walked over to her sitting at the bar and sat next to her. She looked up at him and he felt a shiver of desire and lust run through his body at her piercing brown eyes. She was a goddess...

"Hi," he grinned as his eyes burned into hers, "Can I buy you a drink?"

She got that sexy smirk on her face that Peter also gave someone he wanted to sleep with, "Depends... can you guess what I like?"

"Hmm... I think you're a Midori kind of girl."

Her eyes darkened, with lust, a little at him, "Lucky guess... How did you know?"

He told the bartender to bring them two Midories and winked at her, "You just look like someone that loves it. I should know... I do, too."

She raised her left eyebrow at him, "You're very brazen, but you haven't even told me your name."

He laughed, "Right... I'm Peter, Peter Vincent."

The bartender set down their drinks and she smiled and said, "I know.." she took a drink, then set down her glass and smiled at him, "I was at your show, tonight, and I've got to say... You're very sexy in that coat," she leaned in closer to him and ran her finger down his chest, running over his left nipple so slightly, making him shiver, "exposing your chest..." she whispered in his ear, "I couldn't help but think about..." she ran her hand down his thigh, "what it would feel like to have you pressed against me..." she pulled away, leaving Peter with a straining erection in his jeans.

Oh, yeah... he has to have her!

"So..." he took a drink, "You know my name, but I don't know yours."

She smiled and laughed, "Melinda, Melinda Gordon..."

"Melinda..." he smiled, "beautiful name... beautiful girl..."

She smirked, knowingly, at him, "Buying me a drink, unnecessary compliments... if I didn't know better, I'd think you were trying to get laid."

He smiled and leaned in to whisper, sexily, in her ear, "Is it working?"

She turned her head to brush her lips against his as he spoke, "I'll let you know..." She captured his bottom lip in a kiss, then pulled away and licked his top lip, "Catch me if you can, vampire man."

She left the bar, put on her jacket, and went out the door. Peter threw a wad of money on the counter and went after her. When he got outside, he saw Serenity leaning against the light pole across the street. She smirked at him and went into an alleyway, Peter followed after her. He ran over to the alley and saw her silhouette against the side of a building. He stalked towards her and her head followed him as he moved to stand in front of her. He pressed her against the building and looked down at her as she looked up at him. He admired the way the moon made her eyes sparkle, her hair shine, and her pale skin glow. He pressed his left hand against the right side of her neck and leaned down to kiss her. Their eyes closed and their lips met in a tender kiss... That one kiss turned into more and he pressed against her further as her arms wound around his neck, her hands going into his hair.

He moved to her ear and whispered, "Is this what you were imagining?"

She giggled then whispered in his ear, "Naked..."

He shivered and became harder in his pants, "You're coming home with me..."

"Oh, no, Mr. Vincent... you're coming home with me."

She grabbed his hand and led him to the end of the alley. She pulled out her keys, unlocked a red SUV, and she got in the driver's side, Peter in the passenger side. They buckled their seat belts, smiled at one another, and Melinda drove down the street. The radio was the only sound in the quiet, but no words had to be spoken to understand what was going to happen. She drove to her apartment and they went up... Once inside, she locked the door behind them, put her keys in the dish she usually did, and took her jacket off, throwing it to the floor. Peter pressed her against the wall and smiled when he noticed that the only light was the moonlight coming from the skylight, and it made Melinda look like an angel. He put his hand against her right cheek and leaned in to kiss her, softly. The soft kiss turned into more and Melinda pushed his jacket off his shoulders as he pulled away for a moment. His jacket dropped to the floor and they moved back to kissing, his hands on her waist and hers in his hair. They pulled apart for air and that's when Peter said it...

"Where's the bedroom?"

Melinda lead him to her room, opened the door, and pushed him in, falling on the bed on top of him. They kept kissing and Peter sat up as they continued kissing. Melinda took his shirt off of him and he unzipped her dress in the back, running his hands down the skin that was now exposed. Melinda moaned, softly, as she rocked against his hips, and Peter groaned, turning so she was against the bed, now. He moved to pull her dress down her legs and his eyes widened when he got it down to her ankles. She had no bra, no panties, and no hair... Her pale skin looked like the moonbeams that were shining through her window, onto her. She stretched her body out, arms above her head, and pushing her breast out even more. He unzipped his pants and laid down next to her, kicking off his pants and underwear, hurriedly. Melinda rolled on top of him and straddled his hips, making him harder. He reached for her hips, but she grabbed his hands and stretched his arms above his head, leaning forward to kiss him. He kissed back, but Melinda had other ideas...

Author's Note: I hope you stick with this. :3 Sorry for the cliffie... Review?