Chapter 3: I'll be around

"So, what do you do bailey?" deacon asks.

"Well, currently, I'm a junior in collage."

"Really? What are you studying for?"

"Directing."

"You want to be a director?"

"Yeah. It's fun! I love it."

The waitress comes back over with their drinks. Bailey picks it up off the table and takes a sip. Deacon's eyes wonder up and down her body. He works his way from her legs up to her throat. He watches her as she swallows the liquid. He licks his lips. He tries to refrain himself from biting her. She turns to him.

"So, deacon. What do you do besides own awesome clubs like this?"

"Actually, that's all I do." He turns his head and whispers under his breath that and drink people's blood.

A really skanky girl walks over to him. She sits on his lap and nibbles on his ear. She whispers into deacon's ear. He pushes her off.

"Can't you see we're talking here?" he snaps. She gives him a dirty look and walks away.

"Why do people think that just because you own the night club, they can do whatever they want?" he takes a sip of his drink.

He looks over at the clock. He notices that it says two minutes to twelve. He gasps and turns to bailey.

"Hey, do you want to go to my apartment?"

"Why?"

"So we can talk. It's a lot more quite up there."

"Uh, sure. Why not?" they stand up.

He grabs her hand and leads her to the back door. They walk out. As they walk up the stairs deacon hears the clock strike twelve. He turns back and sees the blood pour out of the sprinklers. Everyone cheers. A few people scream.

"Wow, someone must be break dancing!" (*A/N-ah, ignorance is bliss!*)

"Yeah, right." He leads her up another set of stairs and walks into the apartment.

"You live above the club? That's awesome!" Bailey looks around at everything.

She walks over to the pool. She bends down and picks up one of the rubber ducks. She turns to deacon who is taking off his jacket.

"What's with the ducks?" she asks. Deacon walks over to her.

"I like them."

"So do I. I think they're cute." She walks over to the living room and sits down.

She looks over at the coffee table and sees a whole pile of purses.

"You must bring a lot of girls up here."

"No. Those are all from my friend Quinn. He's a man whore." They laugh.

"Do u have a bathroom?"

"Yeah, down the hall."

"Thanks." She smiles and gets up. He smiles back.

"No problem." She walks down the hall.

Deacon grabs a handful of M&M's off the coffee table. He looks around. He notices that quinines door is halfway open. He gasps and runs over to close it. Bailey comes back. She walks by the coffee table and knocks off the M&M bowl. She sighs and bends down to pick them up. Deacon runs back and gets down on the ground and helps her.

"Here, let me help." he picks up a few and puts them in the bowl.

"Thanks." She looks at him.

He smiles back. He kisses her. He pulls back.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't help…"

He is cut off by bailey's lips pressed firmly against his. They stand up still kissing. He lays her on the couch and climbs on top of her kissing her passionately. She tries to take off his pants. He unbuttons her shirt. He makes his way to her neck. He's about to bite her when he realizes and stops. Bailey looks up at him.

"I know you're a vampire."

"You...what?"

"I know you're a vampire. And I'm okay with that. You can bite me if you want, but you have to turn me."

"You want to…I…I can't do this." He sits up.

"What? Am I not pretty enough?"

"No that's not it. You're gorgeous. I just...i have a lot of things going on right now and I don't think I can do this."

"Oh. Well if you change your mind, I'll be around." She gets up and buttons her shirt.

She grabs her coat and walks out the door. Deacon puts his head down.

"God! You could've had a beautiful woman tonight, but no. Just because of one little bitch!"

He grabs the bowl of M&M's and throws them across the room. It smashes on the wall.

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