My voice suddenly stopped working as I stared at the beauty before me.
Her figure was perfectly accentuated by her curves, which were all just where they needed to be. Her unblemished skin was as smooth as silk, and gave off a light scent of cinnamon and vanilla. I could see one of her fangs poking out between her lips, which were a dazzling ruby color.
They were complimented by her blood red nails, piercing vermilion eyes, and her long scarlet hair, which was mostly straight and flowed freely to her lower back. The black T-shirt she wore was almost skin-tight, and revealed a good portion of her cleavage. It perfectly brought out her red jean shorts, which stopped about 8 inches above her knee and exposed most of her soft, cream-colored thighs.
Completing her outfit was a pair of black-and-red high-heeled boots that clicked as she walked. I knew female vampires were naturally stunning, but she was the very embodiment of perfection. And I also knew that love was non-existent for most demons, but my heart was racing as if there was no tomorrow.
She opened her mouth to say something, which is when I heard her voice - that soft, calming voice that has never failed to melt my anger away many times before - as she said only three words:
"I missed you."
It's like my body was switched to autopilot.
Without another word, I walked up to her and slowly closed the distance between her lips and my own. She tasted unbelievably sweet, even more so than candy, just like I remembered. As I deepened the kiss, which she quickly returned, I took in the scent of her hair, which smelled like strawberries.
A minute later, we pulled apart to catch our breath and stared at each other, my bright blue eyes lost in her deep red ones, before I caught her lips in another tender kiss. This time, she was the one to take the initiative and deepen the kiss. I snaked my arms around her waist, and 2 seconds later, I felt her arms reach up and wrap themselves around my neck.
The warmth of her body as she pressed against me filled me with excitement, making me feel like I was on fire.
During that moment, nothing else mattered to me: Not the eyes that I knew were fixed on us, not the "Awwws" I knew were coming from our friends, not even the shutter sounds that I knew were coming from their phones as they took pictures.
I was lost in her world, without a map, but I wasn't quite ready to leave just yet. 'And you really thought you could be away from her?' I silently laughed at myself. 'You dumbass…'
Gently breaking away from the second kiss, I rested my forehead against hers, and decided to let my thoughts be known (for the thousandth time).
"Jenni... I love you."