Real Vampires Know Hips Happen
“For one thing, he wore a helmet, short body armor and carried a shield. On a date? I had to admit he was cute with his short curly beard and mustache but I could feel his power from the doorway. I was going to have to be very careful. He’d laid his spear on the table in front of him. But I had no doubt he’d pick it up if he thought I’d brought surly friends or if I acted the least bit like the angry vampire I wanted to be.We were in the large hall in the distillery that I guess was used when they hosted dinners that featured some of their whiskeys. Someone had laid out a feast on the long banquet table. What part of my being a vampire didn’t he get? Or maybe he’d decided to torture me. It was working, the delicious smells making my mouth water.I managed a smile. “Nice plume.” It was bright red and looked positively jaunty waving in the air when he nodded.“Are you mocking me?” His eyes narrowed.Oops. No sense of humor. “No, seriously. Love red and I’ll bet it makes it easy for the troo...ps to spot you in the middle of a battle.”MoreLess
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