A/N: Hello my beautiful readers, I hope summer has been as great as it have been for me. Today is the last day of summer for me, and I'll be going back to school starting tomorrow, so I thought I should update now. So here is chapter 27. I hope you like it. By the way, for those of you who are anxious for Anna and Godric's relationship to develop faster, I want you to understand this is all leading up to something important, and I wanna write it just how I pictured it in my head. I know true blood is all about sex, but I'm trying to think like Godric, and he would never rush her, as much as he wants her. And Anna being the virgin girl, she wants to be sure he loves her first.

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Lying here with you so close to me
It's hard to fight these feelings
When it feels so hard to breathe
Caught up in this moment
Caught up in your smile

I never open up to anyone
So hard to hold back
When I'm holding you in my arms
We don't need to rush this
Let's just take it slow

Just a kiss on your lips in the moonlight
Just a touch of the fire burning so bright
I don't want to mess this thing up
I don't want to push too far
Just a shot in the dark that you just might
be the one I've been waiting for my whole life
So baby I'm alright with just a kiss goodnight

Just a kiss by Lady Antebellum

Chapter Twenty Seven - Under The Moonlight

I have to say with the economy lately, finding a job is like finding a needle in a haystack. It has been a whole week since my birthday, and I have been quite busy with job hunting. It's seems like all the place that are hiring are looking for a fulltime employees, or some one with a better qualification than I am.

But thank god my luck hadn't disappointed me. After searching tiresomely, I was able to get a job as a clerk in a bakery called Red Dragon. It's owned by a very kind Asian woman name Chang, who works in the bakery with her daughter, but as she said, her daughter is going on a trip, and until then, I will be her replacement starting tomorrow.

I wasn't the only one who had stressful week; I could see it in Godric's eyes as well, not to mention his bummer mood seemed to resemble mine.

He just hasn't been right ever since Eric called him two nights ago. I didn't understand most of the conversation, for they were speaking in Swedish, as Godric said. But there were a few drops of English here and there, and from what I merely gathered, there is something going on with werewolves and vampire blood. I had asked Godric what was going on, but he had simply brushed it off, saying it was Eric discussing about vampire business. But I know there was more to that; I could see the worry vividly playing in his eyes.

So tonight I decided we should go out and have some cheerful fun, hoping maybe this could be like a second date. And I have to say, when I thought about Godric and I going for relaxing second date, this was not what I had in mind. Since I picked the location for our first date, I thought it was fair for him to pick the second spot. He drove my car to the destination without telling me where we were heading, keeping me in the dark the whole time. If I said I was curious, it would be the understatement of the year.

Our destination was Chalk Hill Mountain.

I wasn't sure if this was a good idea, since there were no trespassing signs everywhere. But it's seemed like this wasn't the first time Godric had come here. The area is now heavily developed, but for the longest time, it used to be mostly untouched wooded land connected to West Dallas with Oak Cliff.

The vampire had driven off the street into the woods, using small paved road that was made for patrollers. The forest around it was quiet and dark, but I guess his vampire sight was better than mine. Just when we passed the woods, there was a large cliff that looked over the city of Dallas. He parked high on the cliff, leaving the low beam lights on. Growing up in Dallas, I thought I have been in most parts, but I didn't even know such a cliff existed until now.

So here we are now, lying on the hood of my car, using the windshield as a pillow, as we gazed up at the sky. Everything looks absolutely glorious, to watch the moonlit sky in a warm summer night with the soft, cool breeze dancing and swaying the trees. Such a beautiful site, the city glowing like a dim lit fire, and the stars twinkling so bright, that it looked like they are holes on the floor of heaven. It was as if the black velvet sheet of the heavens had been torn asunder by the glistening pinpricks throughout. Scattered diamonds across the sky, and watching the ever changing coolness the setting of the sun only brings. The quiet surroundings was also bless, nature connecting as one with the living, just seem to bring everything together.

"So, do you bring all your dates here?" I questioned playfully, breaking the concentrated look he had on his face. "Impressing them with your knowledge and choices of the best view in the city." I wiggled my eyebrows at him expectedly.

"Of course, don't expect anything less from me." He replied with a serious look on his face even though I could see the amused look in his eyes. I lightly smacked him on the stomach, being the closest thing my hand could reach, as I pouted my lower lips like a little girl. "Are you jealous?" He chuckled softly pinching my lower lip I had sticking out with his right hand, which I also smacked away. It seems like he had gotten used to of my playfulness, as he was humoring me like the usual.

He moved closer pulling me to his side, so my head was resting on his shoulder. "Alright, I will admit, you are the only one I ever, and will ever bring here. Beside, not many humans have seen this place." He stated his fingers softly brushing my hair.

"Why not?" I looked up at him through my lashes. I thought people want to see it, given that this was one of the last examples of true Texas woodlands left in the city since everything had become the shopping center that it is today.

"It was a hunting ground for many creatures. The locals believed the forest was haunted by satanic devil dogs who roamed the woods at night. (True story)" He paused thoughtfully. "I suppose some legends have authenticity to them. Even today, werewolves and any other were-creatures still meander through this land." Other were-creatures? There is more than one?

"Is it safe to be here at this time then, if it's so dangerous I mean." The last thing I want right now is to have some werewolves attacking us. We're on an edge of a cliff for god's sake; there is no way to run. "You are safe with me. In any case, werewolves would not dare attack a vampire. It's a predictable defeat for the dogs."

"You never know…" He only responded with a hum. Silence seemed to be taking over the air around us as we just gazed up at the sky, the only sound being my breathing and the few cricket screeching away. My fingers brushed against his black plain shirt, feeling the softness of the fabric. I kept on running my fingers across his chest, adding a pressure around his shoulder, hoping some how it will relaxes him. I could feel the tension in his muscles beneath his clothing, and the worry that seem to greatly burden him.

"It will rain soon." He stated his voice barely hearable. I hand paused what they were doing as I looked up at him. "It will?" It came out as a question as I searched the sky for any clouds. It didn't seem like it was going to rain. "But the weatherman said it will be a clear night." I perfectly remember the weatherman saying that over the afternoon news today. "I can sense the moisture in the air, feel it on my skin." He stated calmly.

"Well, you should have that damn weatherman's job then." I murmured irritated by the false broadcast. I was hoping to spend the night here, just like this, staring up at the peaceful night. The vampire chuckled beside me, pulling me even closer. "It's nothing extraordinary; all vampires could sense such things." Still, I think my vampire is better than all.

Then it was back to the quietness again, as my hands proceeded with there jobs to his shoulders, attempting to loosen him up. I wish Eric hadn't called. I don't know about there relationship before, but Eric isn't the type of vampire to call for his maker when there is a trouble. He is not a child who needs his daddy. Beside whenever there is a trouble; Eric is usually the cause of it. So what could be important enough that he had to call for his maker, what could distress the mighty Viking that he had to call Godric? It must be something big, seeing how even Godric is worried.

"Do you wanna here a vampire joke?" I questioned, desperate to cheer him up, thinking of a few vampire jokes I heard while I was around the younger members of the fellowship. My voice seems to break that lost in thought look he had on his face. "Sure," he spoke looking down at my face, sounding skeptical.

"Why did the vampire give his girlfriend a blood test?" I asked looking up at him, which he just shrugged. "To see if she was his type." I couldn't help but crack myself up, laughing at my own joke. I think he found my laughter more comical than my joke, but none the less; he let out a soft chuckle. "I got another one. What happened to the vampire who tried to gain weight by eating more? … It didn't work… it was all in vein. Get it, in vein!" I think I am more entertaining myself than him really, but at least he is smiling now.

"Ok, I just came up with another one, what did the baby vampire said to his vampire maker at bedtime…" I paused for dramatic effect. "Maker, turn off the switch. I'm afraid of the light!" This one had him laughing, actually finding it humorous. It felt good to hear him laugh, to see the twinkling look in his eyes. I was quite pleased with myself, as I let out a loud sigh, calming myself down.

After another pause, letting the air composed around us, I decided to voice what's been on my mind, now that he was in a better mood. "You're worried about Eric." It came out as a statement. "Eric might be your child but he is not—a newly vampire… baby vampire—whatever you guys call it. He can take care of himself, you taught him to be a strong." It was weird to say it; it felt like I'm talking to a mother of a young boy.

"I realize that, but this is a very emotional situation for Eric, and I fear he will jump into conclusion without much of a thought." What he said was true, from what I have seen, Eric is not a thinker, he is a doer and I believe he will jump into action without thinking further ahead in his plan. "Well, just trust Eric and let him do what he does best. And in the mean time, talk to me, I'm here for you, but you have to open up to me even if its vampire business. You can't just hold everything bottled up; we have to be each others shoulders. You have to share; you have to let me carry your burden." This was the only way our relationship will work. It's easy for me to share, or if it's something I can't share, I just cry out my troubles, but he is not like me, it's harder for him.

"I know. I just don't wish to be encumbrance to you." He replied softly as he brushed the top of my head with his lips, laying a soft kiss. I can't believe he just said that. "Don't ever think that, we have a blood bond, and you know how I feel about you, Godric, you know I would take a bullet for you if it came down to it. You know I lov—I—I." I stumbled on my word the second I realized what I almost said. I was left shocked my mouth slightly left parted. My heart seem to speed up, I'm sure loud enough for him to hear. Should I tell him now? Is it the right time? Since he is so stressed out, would I be adding onto that load? What if I rushed into things and he is not ready to reply the right words. It would break me.

"You… what?" He questioned as if knowing what was coming; the three little words that seem to linger in the air, leaving it heavy and dry. I focused on an invisible spot on his shirt, not being able to look him in the eyes; afraid he would know, afraid he would be able to read it in my eyes. The tip of his finger rested against my chin, tilting it back, drawing my face closer.

I looked up at him, my eyes not having the strength to stay away from his beautiful face for too long. I was surprised to find his gaze taking a leisurely jaunt up my body, finally coming to rest with a bold regard on my face. A splinter of heat twisted in my heart. Since my birthday, the air around us seemed heavy with sexual tension. And I have to admit, since I saw that longing look in his eyes, I have been yearning for his affections. His fingers left my chin to cover the hand that was resting on his chest. His cool touch sending stark awareness through every inch of my body, and for a silent moment, we stared at each other, and for each second the tension seemed too thick.

"You, what?" He questioned again. There was something almost possessive in his stare as he studied me, and it unwillingly made me quiver. "I—I adore you." I replied deciding to take the safe way out, at least until the time is right. For a second, there was a look of disappointment that flashed in his eyes, just for a mere second.

I don't know what possessed me to do so, but at that moment, I shot forward, covering his lips with mine. There was vagueness to the kiss, as I attacked his lips like a hungry vampire. His hands moved circling around me. I dropped my leg over him, straddling his waist. Our tongue fought, each seeking to dominate the other. His knuckle ran lightly along the arch of my back, slightly pushing my shirt upwards. With a measured balance of boldness, I caught both of his roaming hands and pinned them against the windshield.

I needed to breathe, but I struggled to steady it, to hold on a little longer so my lips could stay soaking in his taste. I instinctively swallowed the air in my throat as if I could choke any minute now. My body seemed to tremble at the sheer contact, a tingling spark of absolute thrill rushing down my spine and searing along every nerve ending from my fingertips down to my toes.

Tightening his restraints, it was Godric who forced himself to pull back. Not needing to breathe, his lips moved to my throat, the coolness of it doing wonders to my overall hot skin. With his vampire speed, there was a WHOOSH, and I was flipped over, instead of me being on top of him, it was he who took his rightful place, fastening my hands with his iron like grip. When I felt the hardness of his body resting between my legs, my mind went completely empty, all sane thoughts were cast away and replaced by mere submission. In a breath of utter lunacy, I wondered how it would feel to belong to a man like him.

He breathed against my neck, as if his starving senses reeled, intoxicated by the scent of my skin which seemed to flare his nostrils, causing his hand to cling harder to me. He looked up just for a second, his smoldering eyes catching my dazed ones. Even lost to the feverish feeling of his kiss, I could see the glowing of his eyes, as it shined irresistibly as sunlight through a summer glade. "As I adore you." He gasped out, going back to brush his famished kiss across my throat.

I tilted my head up; my eyes drifting closed at the first gliding caress of his lips—smooth, satin bliss. His voice was muffled against my skin as he said, "You're mine," sounding deep and sure. The atmosphere rippled; ignoring the breathlessness only he could evoke, I raised my brows. Is he claiming me? Excruciatingly aware of my hands being held against the windshield, I pushed harder freeing it from his strong grip, before greedily sliding down his chest to the edge of his shirt.

His shirt, I thought just barely hanging on to my sanity with a thread as fragile as silk. His shirt had to go.

With a quick yank over his head, the helpless black shirt was gone. His cool skin felt so good. I swathed my arms around his neck, pressed myself to him in utter abandonment, and flagrantly incited his position. His lips moved, sliding to my chest, between my breasts, feeling the chilly sensation of his tongue and lips. Instantly, I could feel the desire roar through my body, triumphant, compelling, causing my lower part to ache and soar in longing. My nail dug into the skin of his back, grazing it hard enough to make him groan in pleasure.

I was engulfed and gone with the rushing heat, until I heard something SNAP, sending a vibrating tingle, as well as a light scratch against my chest. Godric instantaneously pulled himself away from me, his fangs exposed fast and ready. It seemed like he didn't mean for it to pop out, it was as if it responded to his excitement.

He was about to snap it back in, but stop when I pressed my hand to his cheek. "Let me see." I requested sitting up and pulling myself together. It just occurred to me that as long as I have known him, not once have I seen Godric's fangs. When my finger reached out, he opened his mouth slightly, letting the tip of my index finger run over the sharpness of it. Even though I knew he was a vampire, in my eyes Godric is more human than anyone I know. But watching and feeling his fangs, the most simple, beautiful, yet deadly weapon, it just makes everything real. This is such a turn on.

His hand slid to the back of my head, seemingly more of an unconscious tug than anything else, he drew me to him, and his bare chest soon pressed against mine, lugging me back to the kiss. Our lips met again; desire, hot and urgent, seems to rise between us; passion rode in its wake.

His hand curled around my breast, his thumb flicking back and forth over my quickening nipple with exquisite care, sending tiny shock waves of pleasure seeping through my body and quickening through my veins. I felt like I was drowning in it, sinking deeper into its velvety embrace with each sigh, each kiss, and each deft stroke of his fingertips against my flesh. When his hand skated lower, skimming over the curve of my belly, tracing the elegant arch of my hipbone, I simply tipped my head back, drinking even more deeply of the forbidden nectar he was offering. I didn't know what he was doing to me. I only knew that I wanted more of it.

More of him.

That was until I felt a soft drop of a rainfall on my forehead, before followed by a light drizzle, which seem to break us a part. Godric pulled back completely, looking up at the sky, as if cursing it for its impeccable timing. The light patters of the quiet rain seem to bring the scent of wonderment and renewal, as it soaked my clothing. I opened my mouth; the drops on my tongue were like soft pelts of cool refreshing moisture laced with minerals that seep inside and hydrating me within. "Perhaps we should get going before you get sick." The vampire spoke sliding off the car. He searched around for his discarded shirt, which was tossed to the ground.

"Won't you take care of me if I get sick?" I asked lightheartedly. "You know, making me soup, giving me foot massages and stuff." I voiced with a laugh, imagining Godric making soup, or in this case attempting to make soup in the kitchen, "I'm sure you will look dashing wearing my pink Hello Kitty apron."

"Of course, but let's try to prevent that from ever happening." He replied with amused look on his face, as he quickly slipped his shirt over his head and got into my car. The ride back to the hotel was much more at ease than earlier, as I kept on teasing him, and throwing a few jokes here and there, hoping it would cheer him up and put his mind to rest.

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