Hey I got all of your reviews and I think I figured out away to make all of you happy…at least for awhile. Besides you can make some of the people happy some of the time but not all of the people all the time (horrible cliché, I know). So I guess you'll just have to keep reading to find out who I'm making happy at each time. And major thanks to selene-night-prince and dark vampire goddess!!! And to everyone else who reviewed.

Vale grabbed my hand, although he didn't clench it like his brother did, and led me out of the room.

"Well," he said calmly smiling at me—not smirking but actually smiling at me, "I guess you better get your stuff out of Vincent's room."

"Why was he so…" I started to ask but just then the doorbell rang.

"Stand back," Vale said pulling me behind him, "it's Charlotte. She's a bit…well she's even eviler than I am."

"Charlotte," Vincent said in a calm voice—totally different then how he was talking to me earlier, "welcome. Please come in."

Charlotte walked in and she looked like the evil stepsister in every story I've ever read as a child. She was pretty…..enough to put even the most popular cheerleader to shame. Yet she was dressed completely in black….black heels….black mini-skit….black shirt that had a whole bunch off zippers on it...but completing the whole look was shiny natural blond hair. I'm sorry I've always thought to be Goth you had to have black hair, yet she pulled it off. No wonder Vincent wanted her….now if only Vale had wanted her too.

"Who's she?" was the first sentence out of her mouth as she looked me over me—completely ignoring Vale in front of me.

"She's no one," Vincent said smirking at me, "no one at all next to you."

Now I have to admit….that one stung. I new I was no where near as good-looking as the she-witch Charlotte but he had no right to say that. Just then I felt Vale's thumb rubbing the inside of my palm like he was trying to get me to calm down but there was no way I was going to let him stand there and say that to me.

"I'm sorry Vincent's so rude," I simply stated offering out my hand for her to shake (I figured I was going to be the bigger person here), "I was supposed to be his fiancé' before you came back. I'm so sorry dear. It was a huge misunderstanding. Well I best be off to go pack. I was told that all of my stuff had to go to make room for yours. Hope you enjoy the bed…..it was awfully comfortable."

Oh…..I mentally clapped my self on the back when she gave Vincent a look while shaking my hand.

"She slept alone in the bed," Vincent was quick to clarify and he gave me a look of hate…or was it admiration…naw probably hate, "you and Vale better go pack Kallie. I'm sure dad'll just want to take you to the magistrate to sign your marriage license."

"Oh no," Vale was quick to say, "I figured we'll get married in Paris. Maybe invite just a couple of family members out next summer. That way we'll be too far away to interfere with your wedding. Nice to see you again Charlotte, I believe I have to go book some plane tickets now."

And with that note Vale led me up the stairs, sliding his hand around my waist. When I went to remove it he whispered "Kallie, it's ok. Don't worry about…just let it where it is and we'll give Vincent something to think about when he tries to have dinner with Charlotte ok?"

"Do you just like tormenting your brother?" I snapped when reached Vincent's bedroom.

"Well," Vale said frowning, "we're just joking around. What he did to you downstairs Kallie. It wasn't right."

"It's no better than saying I'd be fun to play with at the club," I snapped pulling out my luggage.

"I was just joking to mess around with Vince," he said coming up behind me and handing me my clothes out of the closet, "I didn't mean anything by at. I was just joking."

"It didn't seem like it," I said folding my clothes, "in fact if that was your idea of funny you have a sick sense of humor."

I heard the door handle being turned and I saw Vincent's back coming toward me through the door…and all over him was Charlotte the two were making out like there was no tomorrow.

"Jeez," I whispered under my breath, "Get a damn room."

"This is my damn room," Vincent smirked coming up for air and I saw that Charlotte's lipstick was smeared, "I think you two better get out."

"Fine," I huffed grabbing all my clothes off their hangers and throwing them in my suitcase and zipping it up, "we'll go. Have fun…I just hope she doesn't wake up with only half the blood in her body."

"Oh…" Charlotte exclaimed looking right at me, "I just loving being bit like that….it feels so exhilarating."

"Ewww," I practically screamed trying to calmly walk out of the room—which FYI I totally sucked at, "congratulations on your engagement by the way."

"Thanks," Vale said as I was about to pull the door shut…yet the tone of his voice was weird, "and congratulations to you and Vale for yours."