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Jerry was nestling into her neck as he grew soft inside her. Lyric's eyes were shut and she was forcing herself to breath slowly. Her body was slick with sweat and sex. Jerry was alternating from kissing to licking, to sucking lightly on her neck. She sighed as he shifted to pull himself out of her. Lyric opened her eyes, her mind made up.
" I need some time away from you." She said softly. Slowly Jerry's head raised up and he met her eyes.
" What?" He asked.
" I need some time away from you and I need you to really stay away from me. I need to figure out what if I feel for you is real or something you are making me feel." He frowned and swallowed hard. " If you don't give me this time then I will always wonder."
" And if I do?" He asked.
" Then I can decide what I want and how I feel. I don't know how I feel knowing you have killed people. I don't know how I feel knowing you roam around my house when I'm sleeping. I need to know if I'm in love with you because I am or because you glamoured me into it." She said.
" It's real." He said.
" Then you have nothing to worry about." Lyric said. He swallowed but nodded slowly.
" I can give you what you want. We have three days left here. When the time is up, I will send you home and I will stay here. I can't glamour you without being in front of you." Jerry said. Lyric nodded.
" I want two weeks." She said. " Come home in two weeks."
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Jerry started giving her the time right away. He kept his distance from her at night, choosing to stay in the garden when he wasn't hunting. She slept during the day when he was in the room. He'd lay in the bed and watch her. He wasn't comfortable with what she wanted. He didn't want to be away from her, didn't want to have an ocean between them. He was scared something could and would happen to her. He moved closer to her so they were against each other. She was laying on her right side with her hands under the pillow. He brought his right hand up and into her hair. He watched his fingers as they twisted and untwisted throughout the strands of her hair.
During the nights, Lyric roamed through the house. She moved through the rooms, looking at the women's things, her things. She watched him through the windows, watched how he sat on the stone bench and stared at the tombs. She was conflicted on what she wanted to do. A part of her wanted to go to him. She wanted to be beside him and hug him. She could tell he was upset. The other part of her was angry with him and if she let herself admit it, she was a little scared of him as well.
At the end of the week, he drove her himself to the airport. He drove into his hanger and parked his car. Jerry carried her bags to his plane and was surprised when she reached out and took a hold of his hand. He held his breath and squeezed her tightly. After he passed her bags off, they faced each other. Lyric sighed as he took her other hand. Her emotions were playing across her face.
" Call me when you land. I'd like to know you are safe." Jerry said.
" Can you glamour me over the phone?" Lyric asked. He shook his head.
" No. I need eye contact." He said. She nodded as her shoulders fell.
" I will see you in two weeks." She said.
" You will." He said. Lyric dropped his hands but moved into hug him. Jerry closed his eyes and held her tightly to him. " I love you." He said into her hair.
" I love you, too." She said.
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Lyric didn't call him when she landed. She sent him a text message which he answered. She went right home and sat on the couch. She had the next three days off and she needed it to think. He seem to understand that because he didn't call her. He didn't text her but she didn't text or call him either. The two weeks went by slowly and were painful for her.
At the end of the two weeks, she was working. She kept looking up at the door every time someone came in but he never appeared. At the end of the three weeks, there was nothing. Her heart hurt and she was scared something had happen to him. She would start to text him then put her phone down. Maybe he was mad at her, maybe he decided he didn't want her after all.
At the end of the fourth week, he finally walked into the diner.
Lyric had her back to the door when she heard it open. She closed her eyes and shook her head. She refused to look, refused to be upset when it wasn't Jerry. She opened her eyes and looked towards the ceiling as tears stung her eyes. She swallowed hard and yelled at herself to get it together. She took a shaky breath and turned around. Jerry was standing on the other side of the counter with his hands in his pocket.
" Hello." He said softly while he stared at her. Lyric covered her mouth and closed her eyes again. She swallowed again as the tears started. She looked at him and nodded as she dropped her hand.
" Hi." She said softly. Neither one spoke for a few minutes. Finally Jerry sat down at the counter and clasped his hands together on top of it. " Coffee?" She barely got out. Tears were still coming down her cheeks.
" Sure." He said as he stared at her.
He stayed at the diner until she was done working. He sipped his coffee and watched the counter as she worked. They hadn't spoken again. She moved around, serving people and cleaning up. She was stealing glances at him, wondering if she had lost him. Jerry wasn't looking at her or talking. Drink, stare, drink, stare. He didn't move until she was ready to leave. He quietly got up and followed her outside. They walked to the back to where he had parked his truck by her car.
" Are you coming over?" She asked.
" We need to talk, don't we?" He asked. Lyric nodded, causing him to nod. " Then I should come over."
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Lyric tossed her bag on the floor while Jerry closed her door. She walked over to her couch and sat down. He followed after her, still not talking. Lyric's stomach was in her throat. He sat down as far from her as he could get. He put his left arm up and on her couch arm. Lyric sighed and found she couldn't look at him. Her heart felt like it was breaking. She looked away from him and closed her eyes as her tears started again.
" I thought you might need some more time so I stayed in France." He finally said. Lyric nodded but didn't speak. She wiped her eyes but it didn't help, the tears were still coming. " Have you made up your mind?" When she didn't answer him, Jerry sighed. He moved across the couch to her. He took a hold of her arm and pulled her to him. Lyric turned and wrapped her arms around him as she started to cry harder. " Don't cry, Love." He said softly.
" I thought something happen to you." She said. He was rubbing her back and playing with her hair. He sighed and shook his head.
" Have you made up your mind?" He asked again. Lyric pulled away and wiped her cheeks. She took a deep breath as she looked at him.
" Is it going to hurt?" She asked quietly.
" Is what going to hurt, Love?" He asked.
" The change." She said softly. He nodded.
" At first, yes. But only for a little bit. You will die and remain dead for a few hours. During that time you will feel nothing. Then, slowly, your heart will start to beat again, you will begin to breath again, then you will open your eyes and it's over." He said. " The first thing you will need to do is feed and you will do that from me."
" And what about my parents?" Lyric asked. " Can I see them still?"
" For a while, yes. But after a few years it will become hard because they will notice that you aren't aging." Jerry said.
" They know about you, is that a problem?" She asked.
" You told them about me?" He asked in surprised. They had never talked about her parents.
" Yeah. I was excited about you." Lyric admitted as she looked away. Jerry smiled and reached out to gently touch her leg. He watched as Lyric closed her eyes.
" What do I have to do?" She asked. Excitement was flowing through him.
" You should quit the diner, the sooner the better." He said. She nodded. " I have more than enough money to care for us. We should go back to France because no one will bother us there. The first few weeks you will be unstable. Your blood lust will be strong."
" Do I have to kill people?" She asked.
" No, for a while you will live off me. I will feed you. When you are ready to move on to humans, I can teach you how to drink without causing death." He said. She sighed and nodded again. She opened her eyes and looked at him.
" I can quit tonight." She said. He let his breath out slowly.
" We can leave tomorrow night." Jerry said. " You should tell your parents we are taking another vacation. When we get there, I will change you."
" When will I be okay to see them?"
" Around 8 weeks." She nodded again and stood up.
" I guess I should call my boss then." Lyric said.
" I guess so." He said. This was not how the thought the evening was going to go and he was surprised. " So this means you love me for me, not because you think I made you." Lyric was taking her phone out of her pocket. She nodded and looked at up him.
" I love you." She said. He smiled and stood up. He walked around her coffee table and put his hands in her hair. He brought his forehead down to hers.
" And I love you." He whispered.