Hey, it took me a while to write this chapter, I've been busy re-reading all the Morganville Vampires books. And the Anita Blake books (they are epic too). But I have been busy sending off my evidence to my college so that I can actually go next year YAY.

Claire's POV

I lay in Myrnin's bed, remembering the kisses we shared. I shivered when I remembered his smile as I surrendered to him. Currently he was in his lab, doing some sort of odd experiment.

I rolled over and got up out of his bed. I walked to the door and then noticed that my hair was an utter mess. I looked to see if I could find a hairbrush anywhere. I was looking under the bed when I found a photo of me. I looked closer. The picture was of me when I was in the lab, doing an experiment with Frank, it was taken months ago. I sat looking at it when Myrnin came in with some food, whether it was edible or not was another matter. I held up the photo.

"Why do you have a photo of me under your bed?" I asked him. Somehow he managed to become even paler. He placed the tray of food down on the table on the opposite side of the room before taking out a small chest from behind the bookcase. He walked over and placed it on the bed.

When I opened it I saw hundreds of photographs of me. Digging deeper I got a bit creeped out.

"Is this my hair?" I held up a clump of hair, not sure if I wanted to though. "And is this part of the t-shirt you singed?" Myrnin nodded.

"I kept them so I could remind myself of everything we did together." He whispered, he seemed ashamed or embarrassed. I kept looking; suddenly Myrnin's hand darted out and grabbed something out of the box. I jumped and fell off of the bed.

"What was that?"

"Nothing." Myrnin said, obviously lying.

"Well it was something. Let me see it." He shook his head and held his hand high up so that I couldn't reach.

Myrnin's POV

I held the box containing the ring high above my head, so that Claire couldn't reach it. I didn't want her to see it, not yet.

"It's private." I said, embarrassed.

"It was in the chest you wanted to show me. Now it had made me curious, and I won't give up until you give it to me." Claire stated with a very serious expression on his face. I knew what her curiosity could do; I made her clean it up more than once. I slowly lowered my hand until she could look at it.

"It's a box."

"Yes, and boxes tend to contain things." Her hand darted out and stole it. She ran to the other side of the room, I could get it back if I wanted, but I wanted her to know. Claire opened the box and made a small 'o' shape with her mouth.

"Is this an engagement ring?" She asked. I shook my head in response.

"It's a promise ring." I blushed deeply. "It's what you give to someone when you promise to be theirs." Claire stared at me, making me uncomfortable.

"It looks old." She stated the obvious. I nodded.

"It was my mother's, before my parents got engaged." Claire looked a bit unnerved and a smidgen confused.

"Does that mean you gave this to Ada too?" I shook my head vigorously.

"I didn't give it to her." Claire looked plain confused now.

"Why not?" Somehow I managed to blush even deeper. Claire must have noticed but I didn't see any reaction from her.

"I-I-I... I didn't love her the same way I love you. She didn't even know it existed."

"What way do you love me, then?"

"Well Ada I loved the way she challenged me, made me see things I otherwise would have missed. I mistook it for loving her."

"That's not what I asked." I looked Claire in the eyes and took a deep breath.

"Well... you I love you for the same reason. And... everything else about you." Claire blinked and my heart thudded loudly.

"Oh." Claire suddenly blushed. Lord that made me want her even more. Suddenly my desire became too much. I ran over to Claire and firmly placed my lips on hers.

Claire tensed, and then relaxed. It took a moment but she responded accordingly. My kisses deepened and became more passionate. Somehow my fangs had extended. I jerked back, putting a finger on the end of them, making sure they were really there. How odd. Somehow my lust for Claire had affected my fangs.

"Myrnin." Claire sounded scared. "You're not going to eat me, are you?" I frowned and then shook my head. I prodded my right fang.

"Then why are your fangs out?"

"My Claire, I honestly have no idea." Claire tentatively lifted a finger to one of my fangs. When her finger connected it felt like being hit with electricity running through me, apart from the fact that no physical harm came to me and that it felt so damn good. My lust for her flared. Claire must have sensed a change in my behaviour because she tried to take a step back, only to hit the wall behind her. She was getting frightened and I liked it. I walked closer to her, bending down so that my face landed on her collar bone. I placed my hands either side of her. I breathed in her sweet, sweet scent and moaned.

"I want it." Claire knew what I meant and tried to get away but I had every exit covered. My fangs grazed her skin on her shoulder, my fangs tingled. I looked up into Claire's scared eyes and knew my eyes were crimson. Then I bit her.

I'm sorry but Myrnin just had to bite her at one point and I have a thing for cliff hangers even though I hate reading them. I hope you enjoyed it. Thanks to everyone who had been reviewing it is SUCH an ego-boost plus it gets me motivated to actually write again (nudge nudge hint hint). Luv you all.