Amoureux du Vampire

Sixteen

Laurent POV

I not get our conversation out my head. Papillon full of surprises ...

"I'm so glad I came to the beach, I had a great time Laurent."

Me too. We learn a lot Bébé.

"Mmhmm, lot's."

She hug me tight. I pull away before ... I just pull away.

She turn and zip her bag.

"You're acting funny, you sure you OK?"

I fine.

"Good, I just ... things got a little heavy last night."

Shhh. It good we have that talk.

"I still want to ..."

I not let her finish.

Put down, I bring bags for you, leave them here.

"Oh ... OK, thanks."

She hesitate, but I turn and pick up her duffel. She walk out the room and bounce down the stairs.

I not feel her, she still blocking. But it not the way she was blocking before ... in two days her energy become strong and deliberate. She know exactly what she doing now.

This never happen to me.

Never.

We drop Aria off first and Larry decide to stay with her. They go in the house and not even say bye. Papi wave at Aria, but she just ignore us.

"Wow, I guess they're sprung now."

Look like it. Umm, You still want to go home with me or I drop you at your place?

"I think I'll go home Laurent, I really want to get settled for the week, maybe another time."

You say that before when I ask, you not want to come over? ... just to see the new house. We have it to ourself.

"I will later Laurent. Promise."

I sigh.

"Really, I will. I'm sorry I was out of town before, I couldn't help that."

Fine, I take you home.

We not talk anymore. She looking out the window. I touch her leg, Papillon look back at me and put her hand over mine. When we get to her place, I bring her bags in and sit them by the door.

"I'll call you. Can we play later?"

I have business this week too, we talk about it.

"Oh, OK. Um you sure we good?"

Oui.

"Alright then, goodbye Laurent."

Bye Papi.

Papillon POV

I start unpacking, and replay our conversation. The look on his face was so priceless, I don't think he's ever been rejected a day in his life ... it wasn't like I really rejected him, I still want to be his 'chenille' ... I still want to be his sub, I just don't want to be his girlfriend. Anyone's girlfriend. At least not right now.

There's a small box in the side of my bag. It's locked. I'm sure this is some BDSM stuff. I put it on my dresser and go into my closet.

*DING DONG*