Right, so let's see what else happens! Thanks for reviewing, EvilAngel666 (well, I don't know Dakota too well, but I envisoned her as being perceptive because she has to check how she looks if she wants to be discovered and get famous) and Crystalmoon39. Also, thanks to the guest reviewer who reviewed five times!

As usual, Alejandro arrived at Heather's house in the early morning, and slipped in. This time, instead of just gently touching Heather's shoulder to wake her, he slipped under the covers next to her, and sat there, wrapping an arm around her. Heather, not opening her eyes, snuggled closer to him in her sleep. Alejandro paused before waking her up, liking the feeling of her being so close.

At that moment, the sleeping Heather gave a sigh, that sounded like she was enjoying whatever it was. "Yes, I'm ready." she said in her sleep. "I love you, and I know you had to wait for it, but I am so happy you did..." Alejandro didn't know what she was dreaming about, but he felt a little jealous for a moment, until he heard Heather's next words.

She was giggling. "Yeah, I hate you too, jerk." she said teasingly. "Insufferable bloodsucker. So what if I'll be one after tonight, I get to enjoy the last time I can call you that."

Alejandro knew he was the only vampire she knew, and he was also the only one that could turn her into a vampire. Did that mean...him holding her had triggered something in her to dream about him? Or had she been dreaming about him already? He felt a thrill go through him. This was something the mark didn't do. If Heather is dreaming about me, than she must like me, even without the effects of the mark!

But although Heather was sleeping more heavily than usual, she was still a light sleeper. Soon after she'd spoken, she opened her eyes, and instantly jerked up and scooted further away. "What the – don't you have any morals? It's creepy enough for you to keep coming into my room, but you can't just get into my bed while I'm still asleep!"

Alejandro got out of the bed, but then went back to being over the covers, and put his arm around Heather again. He felt a little triumphant that she didn't pull away – the mark was definitely doing its work in making her actually want this innocent affection. "I apologize for not waking you up earlier." he said softly, "But I didn't want to wake you while you were in the middle of what appeared to be a rather...enjoyable dream."

Heather blushed, remembering what she'd been dreaming about. "How much did you hear?" she demanded. "How long were you in here?"

"Only long enough to hear you calling someone an 'insufferable bloodsucker'." Alejandro quoted her with a little smirk.

Heather's usually ivory skin kept more colour than usual, remembering when she said that in her dream. Alejandro's smirk only widened. "You're beautiful when you blush." he commented casually.

Heather's reply was cold. "You probably only think that because it shows what you really want from me."

Alejandro gave a dramatic sigh. "Oh, Heather, must you always think that is the only thing I want? Yes, we have established that I do what I can to survive. But," and here he began to whisper seductively, "Even if I was as human as you, I would risk everything for the chance to be alone with you."

Heather pushed herself up into a sitting position and folded her arms, scowling. "Wanna know what else we have established? That I will never let you touch me that way again for the rest of my life!"

Again, Alejandro calmly did not deny that he wanted that from her, but only added to it. "It's true that one of the first things I noticed about you was how beautiful you were." he admitted. "But it's not beauty that makes you worth visiting over and over, Heather. If it was only beauty that brought me here, we wouldn't be here now. I made that mark for a reason." He lightly touched the mark he'd made. "I have come to love your personality. I like the way your eyes shoot daggers at me when I compliment you, the way you refuse to show weakness...I have met many girls throughout the years, but you are literally a girl in a million."

Heather raised her eyebrows, looking uncertain. "In short, you're not like anyone else I know." she said. "But I'm not falling for any of this. And even if I believed all of this, I still wouldn't want to be with you." This was starting to become a lie that Heather clung onto as truth, although deep down, she knew she did like him, and besides that, she did want to throw herself on him and beg him to make her feel good again.

Alejandro couldn't get into her mind like he could when he was sleeping, but he could tell what she was thinking. Without dwelling on it too much, he moved his arm lower, to let his hand rest at her hip.

"Are you sure about that, Heather?" he whispered teasingly. "I wasn't lying when I said that I enjoy more about you than what is on the surface. And I know you'll refuse to accept this as a compliment, but the way you hold back from admitting what you really want is really...well, let's just say I found it hard to let you say no last week, when I knew perfectly well that both of us really enjoyed it last time."

Heather couldn't think of a way to deny that last point effectively, and tried instead to find a way to deny her hormones at that moment. "What makes you think I want it now?" she said fiercely.

Alejandro let his hand slip under her T-shirt and stroked her side, making her gasp. "Do you like the way that feels?" he asked. "Don't you want more than that?" After about a minute of this, his hand brushed past her C-cups, and they immediately became more sensitive. Heather held back a cry of pleasure, and finally, she forcibly pulled away.

"I told you, I don't want you to touch me!" she hissed. "If you keep doing things like that, I will personally cut your head off and set you on fire!"

Alejandro couldn't help feeling a little bit of fear at the threat, but he didn't seriously think Heather would kill him. She was strong, but he could sense that as powerful as she was, she wasn't completely ruthless.

He cupped her face with one hand, forcing her to look him straight in the eyes, and put his superpowered persuasion up to full force. He hadn't done anything like that in nine days, and more importantly, he wanted to make Heather admit that she wanted it. "Come on." he whispered. "Don't you remember what it was like? You wanted me then. I know you want me to do it again. All you have to do is admit it. Isn't it easier than fighting?"

The persuasion was slowly but surely working on Heather. Her grey eyes were already starting to lose their fire, and she sighed. Although it had worked, she was still reluctant to say it. "Fine." she said. "I...I guess I do want it."

Alejandro's eyes gleamed at the thought of doing that to her again, and his hand slipped down, staying on the outside of her shorts. He pressed his fingers to the right place, and began rubbing agonizingly slowly. Heather didn't take as long as usual to whimper "Just...just go in already!"

Once they were finished, Alejandro pulled Heather close to him, cradling her against him. Too tired to think about whether resisting was wrong or right, Heather nestled closer.

"I still hate you." she muttered.

Alejandro didn't formulate his answer before Heather was suddenly fast asleep again. He dressed her back in her nightwear, since the night was cold, and got dressed himself, before tucking Heather in and kissing her on the forehead before going back home.

There needs to be a slight timeskip here. Please review!