They stood there looking into the others eyes swearing up and down that this couldnt be real. The image of them together had haunted their dreams for days with no rest. Cheyenne slid from his grip as she walking into the living room. Chris followed her and then stopped.

"Can I ask you for a little favor." He said.

She turned around to let him know he had her attention as she nodded.

"I'm hungry as hell." He laughed.

Cheyenne grew tense yes she loved him and would probably do anything for him but she wasnt about to let him bite her. As far as she knew she could turn into a vampire if he did, and she wanted mortal life atleast she thinks she does.

"Dont worry I ment cooking not that." He assured her.

She smiled slightly as she made her way towards the kitchen to look at her poor excuse of a food supply. Finding Chicken tender, Mac and Cheese and a bag of potatos she seem satisfied.

"What are you fixing us?" Chris said as he leaned against the kitchen sink behind her.

"You can eat garlic right?"

"Ummm Duh!" Making at face at her.

Cheyenne turned around and shot him a dirty glance as she wasnt sure if all the myths were true or not. Then told him that they would have chicken tenders, mac and cheese and her homemade garlic mashed potatos. She started cutting the potatos as he smiled at her with approval of tonights menu. Returning a smile she kept her eye on him until a sharp pain spread through her hand.

"Shit!" She yelled as she saw red quickly pouring from the fresh cut. Chris stepped bahind her to see what was wrong. She quickly moved away from him telling him she was fine as the red liquid started to pool in her hand. Cheyenne didnt want him to see as she knew he hasnt fed in the last 24 hours. She didnt know what the sight of blood, her blood would do to him. Watching the blood slide down her arm she turned to face him. Walking over to him she lifted her hand to his lips as he eyed her with uncertainity.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"Do you trust me?" She looked at him.

That was all he need to hear as he carefully took her hand and stared to lick up the small pool of blood. Of course he always wanted to know how she tasted, it was everything he thought it was and more. The blood had to be the richest hes ever had the pleasure in tasting. With her blood now running threw him he knew they could never be apart now. Along with that feeling images appeared in his head as the blood carried her deepest thoughts. All seemed to involve him as he couldnt take it. It felt wrong to see all this as he took her hand away and wrapped it up in a towel. The whole time Cheyenne just stood there as the scene played out infront of her. Usually blood isnt known for its power to arouse people but clearly they havent met a vampire. It was imposible not to get turned on by this and it kinda made her sick that she would take pleasure in something like this but it didnt matter. His eyes met hers as he noticed that they seemed to of grown darker as her breathing slowed. Enchanted by this he picked her up and sat her down on the counter. Their bodies were so close if was if they had been melted together. She hungerly covered his mouth with her own as they battled for control. His arms snaked around her tighter as she deepend the kiss. Suddenly he broke the kiss only to begin a trail of slight kisses that slid down her jaw line and ended at her neck. He attacked it with kisses and slight nibbles as Cheyenne raked her nails against the fabic of his shirt. Leaning her head against the wall her breathing became short and quick as she could taste her own blood in her mouth. Of course during a moment of complete bliss and heaven the evil worm of awareness and logic would come crawling in. She froze as she felt one of his fangs graze her throat.

"I cant do this!" She said in a panic as he backed off with a mixed look of hurt and confusion.

"We cant do this it wont work." She continued on walking out the kitchen.

Chris went after her as she heard him coming and quickly turned around.

"Please just forget about me and....you just have to leave." Her voice was breaking as tears pooled in her eyes.

"You know I cant do that Cheyenne your my lifemate as much as I dont want you to be you are and I love you." He said his own voice croaking.

She just stood next to the now open door. Slightly hurt at the fact that he didnt want her to be his lifemate then happy that he actually came out and said he loved her. The saddness outnumbered both as she knew it wouldnt work, it didnt add up.

"If you loved me you'd leave and never come back." She said looking at him.

Chris knew if she told him to go to hell he'd do it with a smile. Looking at her one last time he walked out the door.

"You know where to find me if you need me." He said walking down the hallway.

Slamming the door she fell backward against it as she slid down into a heap on the floor. Crying she noticed something black lying on one of the surrounding chairs. Getting up to see what it was she saw that it was Chris' black velvet coat. She grabbed it and fell on the couch wrapping it around her as she continued to cry. A time later her phone began to ring, cheyenne had cried so hard she fell asleep. Looking at the number she saw that it was Linda and picked up.

"Hello." She said her voice was awful and she kicked herself for answering.

"Whats wrong with you?" Her friend asked with concern.

"Nothing you just woke me up." She half lied.

Linda knew it was bullshit as she knew what her friend sounded like when she woke up this was worse. She could tell that Cheyenne had been crying and thats one thing she doesnt do.

"You know what this is too important to tell over the phone I'm coming over." She said hanging up before Cheyenne could and would protest.

Looking at the phone Cheyenne groaned as she knew that Linda was serious and was on her way over.