Hello lovely readers, chapter 7 is finally here I am so sorry it has taken so long. I will try to update sooner next time. Please read and review. ENJOY!
Eric led me out of the club and stood in the center of the barren parking lot. I looked around for his car but it was nowhere to be seen. "Eric where's your car?"
"Pam took it home for me." He spoke smoothly as he pushed his hair out his eyes.
"Then how are you taking me home?" I looked up at him and by the look on his face I began to regret my question.
With a devilish smirk he wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me to his chest. "I thought you would never ask." Lifting me up of the ground he swung my legs and hooked his under my knees. "You may wish to hold on tight to me." Eric purred in my ear.
"What are-?" My question was cut off as he jumped into the air at an impossible speed. My arms wrapped around his neck in a vice grip as wind blew passed my face. I'm sure if he was human I would be chocking him, 'It's a good thing he doesn't need to breath.' I heard him chuckle as more wind rushed passed my face and I let out squeak. I closed my eyes and buried my face in his chest, "You could warn me next time you know!"
"But that is nowhere near as much fun, well at least for me." He chuckled once more.
"You know you could stop that damn chuckling of yours anytime! It's really annoying." I spat at him, I was not happy being in the air. "God I hate flying." I grumbled under my breath
"Do you think it is wise to talk to me that way Min Lilia an?" I scolded with a growl. "I could drop you, and from this height I don't think it would turn out well for you."
"Oh shut up with all your intimidating, I know you could drop me, or kill me, or whatever goes on in that head of yours but you won't." I scoffed at him as I looked up at his electric blue eyes.
"And what makes you so sure that I am not going to kill you?" That cocky smirk plastered his face once again.
"Because I interest you that's why you freakishly tall Viking!" I stuck my tongue at him.
"I would keep that in your mouth if I was you."
"Oh BITE ME!" The moment the words left my mouth, my face burned with embarrassment.
"Well if you are offering how could I refuse Min Lilia an?" He chide as we landed in my front yard. Pulling me close to him, his nose rubbing my neck. I heard the unmistakable click of his fangs and I felt his teeth graze my skin.
"Eric! You know I didn't mean it that way!" I sputtered, "And what is that you keep calling me anyway? Minillian? What does that mean?" I pushed away from him, I knew he was only play but it still made me nervous. I stumbled away from and slid across the gravel of my drive way. Unfortently I was not able to catch myself and I landed on my ass. "Ow!" I winced.
"Well, you should be more careful what you say as well as watch where you're going. And as for what I call you think of it as a little pet name, which you'll just have to wait to find out what it means." I glared up at him and that fucking smirk that never leaves his face. "Are you going to sit there all night?" I huffed at him now as stood up brushing dirt off my ass. I walked up the front steps and fished out my keys from my bag. Opening the door I dropped my bag by the door and flicked the lights on and went to flop down on my couch, Eric following close behind me.
"So what does this you helping me figure out what happened earlier entail?" I asked him as he sat in one of the chairs I hadn't replaced. Even when not in Fangtasia he still sits so arrogantly.
"Well for starters you will begin working for me."
"I am not going to be some sort if skimpy waitress or dancer." I said flatly.
"I never said waitress. You are going to be a day time assistant of sort." Eric smirked leaning forward resting his elbows on his knees and his chin on his hands. "You will take care of anything that would come up during the day. You will be paid handsomely as well. As far as this ableitiey of yours goes, I need to gather some information, which means needing to contact an old friend of mine. It should not take more than a few weeks at the most."
"Ok." I thought for a moment. "When do I start?"
"Tomorrow." Eric stood up and headed to the door. "You will show up at Fangtasia at sundown. For the time being you will be working nights so if you have any questions you can ask them. Now I must be off I have some vampire business to deal with." He turned and looked down at me, "I will see you tomorrow." Eric then turned back around and proceeded to leave but stopped at the door. "Be sure to lock the doors Emilia." Then he was gone only leaving a cloud of dust in his wake.
I stood there for a moment staring at the empty doorway to my house, letting everything just sink in from the night's events. "What the hell did I just get myself into?" I shut the door and grabbed my bag to get my phone. Pushing the side button the screen still remained black 'dead.' I climbed the stairs to go to my bedroom and plugged my phone into the charger on the dresser. I then dropped on the bed sighing heavily. 'What the fuck was wrong with me? When I'm around him my mind gets foggy and I don't know what I do half the time?' Rolling over onto my back I huffed and began to pull of my boots then flung them across the room. "I need a bath! So glad I have a master bath." I talked to myself as I stripped my clothes off, 'I'll pick them up later.'
I ran myself a hot bath with some rose water and a little bit of vanilla. While the tub was filling I went to my stereo and selected my mixed playlist form my ipod. Turning up the volume I made my way back to the bath. It was streaming just the way I like it. Settling into the water, I began to really think about the events of the day with Eric. 'Was it always like that with vampires? Do they just emit some sort of sex pheromones? Or is it some sort of magic, I mean they are undead and vampire with freaky vamp abilities.' Thoughts plagued my mine as I began to lather my body with my luffa.
When I was cleaning my neck I began to feel strange, like how I did back at Fangtasia. I closed my eyes trying to shake off the feeling but it didn't work, when I opened my eyes my vision was blurry and there was someone over me. I couldn't really make anything out about them other than they had dark short hair. The image before me shook violently almost like when someone dropping a camera. When the image settled it was no longer still it was slowly moving like watching a film frame by frame. The hands were coming closer to me and I could feel them on my neck. I was being chocked I felt my fingers trying to claw at the hands as my vision began to blacken.
When I opened my eyes I flung myself forward grasping for air. Coughing up water was not a pleasant feeling, it took me a moment to right my breathing. I had fallen under the surface and the water was cold, 'I was out for a bit.' I thought taking deep breaths. On shaky legs I stood up and got out of the tub. Grabbing a towel from the shelf next to the sink. I stepped in front of the mirror and gripped the sink my breathing still not back to normal. "What the hell is going on?" I looked at my reflection trying to calm myself. Closing my eyes I opened them again and finally was able to slow my breathing. "God I just need sleep, that's all just sleep." I tried to reason with myself as I made my way to the bed not even bothering to put on pajamas.