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Jason was able to get away from Magda at around one o'clock in the morning with a promise to see her the next night at the club. He felt bad for ditching Garnet and leaving her with their new eccentric benefactor. He hoped she wasn't upset with him and the other two, whom he hadn't seen since he left the club with the ravishing red-headed beauty.

After returning to his hotel room, he sat there briefly, summoning up the courage to go to Garnet and apologize to her. Several moments later, he was at her door knocking.

The door opened to reveal Garnet in her gold nightgown. Jason's eyes widened as he took a look at her curvy body and averted his stare.

"H..hi Garnet" he said, his voice full of remorse "I'm sorry we ditched you and left you with 'Count Dracula'. I hope you're not mad at us"

Garnet looked at him oddly before stepping aside to let him in. He did so and moved towards the chair nearest the door.

"You have nothing to worry about" Garnet said, almost dreamily as she closed the door behind him "I had a wonderful time talking to him."

"Oh, I'm glad" Jason said, forcing a smile to his lips as he kept thinking about how nice she looked in the long spaghetti strap nightgown "Did you find out his real name?"

"Yes" she replied, sitting on the edge of her bed to face him "His name is Vlad Tepes"

Jason arched an eyebrow.

"He can't be Vlad Tepes...he's pulling your leg again!" he exclaimed, shaking his head ruefully.

"No...he's a descendant of the other Vlad" she exclaimed patiently "He's not as weird as he seemed before"

"I'll take your word for it" Jason said, shrugging as he noticed how one of her straps were slipping off the smooth creamy skin of her bare shoulder...it was in danger of falling and revealing what looked like a perfect set of breasts. He felt a tad uncomfortable as he felt himself harden in front of her.

"I trust your night with Magda went well" Garnet remarked as she noticed how uncomfortable he was all of a sudden.

"Ah yeah" Jason replied sheepishly, blushing slightly "She's quite the woman. I've never met anyone like her"

"I see" was all Garnet could say. Jason bit his lip as he tried to suppress the sudden desire he had for his best friend of ten years. Never before had he noticed her beauty until now. He was slowly becoming mad with desire.

"I'm going to see her again tomorrow night" he said, leaning back in the chair lazily "I hope we have as much fun tomorrow as we had tonight"

"Happy for you" Garnet said drily "Vlad asked me to dinner tomorrow night at his place. I accepted his invitation"

Jason frowned. He suddenly realized that something odd was going on between the Count and Garnet. He then brushed it off as jealousy.

"I see that look in your eyes" Garnet said, looking straight at him with a knowing frown "You don't approve"

"It's not that" he tried to explain "It just feels like something odd is going on"

"Oh" Garnet replied brightly, suddenly smiling "Good...I'd hate to cancel on him. He's the most enigmatic man I've ever met"

Jason felt a pang of jealousy as he studied the smitten look on her face. He was definitely jealous of their benefactor. He wondered what the 'Count' had that he lacked. He also felt something else that he couldn't put his finger on...maybe a sense of dread on Garnet's behalf.

"Be careful" was all he could say to her as he mulled over his thoughts...

... Garnet tossed and turned in her bed, sleeping almost fitfully. After she bade Jason good night, she realized how hot it was in the room and opened her window.

The cool breeze caressed her face as she slept, nearly completing her nocturnal journey into a pleasurable oblivion. She was completely unaware of the presence of a stranger on the roof above her room...

... It was an easy enough matter to find the hotel she stayed in. As he stood on the roof, Dracula heard her toss and turn, her heart beating a beacon for his heightened senses.

Smiling darkly, he spread his cloak about him like bat's wings and began his lizard-like descent to her window. Grasping the wall and moving down, he reached her balcony and landed on his feet.

He couldn't resist seeing her at this moment. He wanted it to be the first of many nocturnal visits to her. He wanted his visits to be something to remember.

Noticing that her window was open, he willed himself into mist and entered her room. As he stood there, he saw the outline of her in the bed, sleeping peacefully like an angel.

The full moon shone through the room, illuminating her creamy skin and her golden satin nightgown. Words could not describe how beautiful she looked in the depths of peaceful slumber. A million poets could never describe her beauty in sleep.

Sighing with satisfaction, he moved to her bedside and watched her sleep. As he stood there, he went into her subconscious to see what she was dreaming of.

It was undoubtedly him. What a sheer stroke of luck it was that Frank Langella was his twin in appearance and mannerisms. He loved how he was portrayed in that movie. It made things so much simpler for him, especially in regards to Garnet.

The sweet scent of her blood met his nostrils and he lost himself in the scent of her sweet ambrosia. He moved closer, his mind reeling with anticipation as her scent became stronger.

He willed himself into mist again, now appearing behind her as a pillow. Wrapping his arms around her, he breathed in the sweet oceanic scent of her hair and relished the warm feel of her body.

"Sleep well, my best beloved one" he murmured as he heard her sigh with pleasure in her sleep "I have big plans for you"

With that, he stayed awake for the rest of the night, listening to the beating of her heart...