Chapter 4 - Kiss and make up
"Henry, I'm sorry about the fight on the way here" said Vicki leaning in and playing with his soft brown curls and streak of silver in his hair. Henry watched her tongue move across her lips inviting him closer.
Henry moved to kiss her lips hovering just a little to make her reach for him. Kissing softly at first he slowly extended the fangs just enough to gently bite down without drawing blood from her lips. She liked to play a little on the rough side. It was something he had found out over the last two months and it was a pleasure to serve.
As he began to lose himself to the kiss when it hit him. A prickling raising the hairs on the back of his neck which signaled danger. Henry pulled back his teeth returning to normal and whispered into Vicki's ear while running his hands through her hair.
"I feel something" he said, his sweet breath stirring Vicki's passions further.
"I do to Henry but where in a public place so lets pull ourselves together" said Vicki a little breathless at having Henry so close. His unique scent causing her to remember vividly their nights of heady lovemaking together. Her surrending to his darker side, his marking of her. At times even frightening her when the beast was fully unleashed. Some nights they became so lost in each others passion that they made love for hours until Vicki felt she could barely walk the next morning.
"No, someone is watching us" he whispered back kissing her neck before moving away groaning thinking about how she had used the handcuffs on him the night before.
"Well we were putting on quite a show, I forget myself with you Henry" running her fingers on his wrists.
Henry pulled away and casually scanned the terminal looking to find the cause of his unease. A flash of coat, a glimspe of a man caught his eye as he disappeared around a corner reading a newspaper.
"Wait here Vicki I just need to check this out" he said frowning at the uncomfortable feelings generated from that man, this killer if he wasn't mistaken.
"Check what out Henry, talk to me?" said Vicki confused by the sudden change in mood.
Henry walked off putting his hand up in that familiar gesture which mean just stay there before walking off in the direction of the man. If he found him then he was not going to hesitate vamping him to find out the cause of his unease.
Rounding the corner Henry stared into the open corridor, empty. How was it possible that someone could disappear that quickly. He had spent the last 450 years of his life being a hunter and knew the unmistakable signs of being stalked.