Dark Stranger

Alex - Part 2

This one might not end the way you expect. Sorry to leave you hanging... Actually no I'm not! :)

Case 2 - "Blood Bank"

At that thought, I blushed even more.

"What are you thinking?" Zass asked.

"I can't say it out loud." I mumbled.

"Tell me." Zass demanded.

"Zass." I whined. Quicker than a flash he was beside me, his mouth on my ear, whispering. "Tell me..."

I shivered at his breath on my skin and scrunched my shoulder up to my ear. Zass ran his finger down my jaw and I this time my head went in the other direction at his touch and he got an eyeful of my neck exposed under his gaze. Showing remarkable restraint, Zass merely licked the outside shell of my ear and whispered again, "Tell me Scotty."

It was easier to say when my face was leaning away from his and I couldn't see his expression. I closed my eyes and said it out loud. "I was thinking about dessert and I hoped it would be you I was going to have."

I heard a quick intake of breath next to my ear and then Zass's head came forward and he licked my neck, all the way from my collar bone up to my ear biting down softly on the lobe. "That can be arranged Love." He whispered before returning to his seat.

My mouth dropped open and I totally forgot to breathe for a minute.

"Eat." Zass said and I tried the small mushroom tart on my plate. It was wonderful, the pastry melted on my tongue and I had another bite almost immediately. Zass watched me and seemed to be enjoying it along with me. I tried the wine next and was surprised at how smooth it was.

"That good Huh?" He laughed and then passed me his plate so I could try the soup too. "Woah, real French Onion Soup is crazy good. The little crouton thing with the stuff on it is awesome too." I said.

Zass smiled at my enjoyment of the wonderful new tastes I was experiencing. He took another sip of his wine and encouraged me to eat as much as I wanted. Zass and I talked some more about Alex, how his father had wound up involved with a woman Zass was helping with a Pixie infestation. He didn't like Zass hanging around all the time and had begun to suspect he wasn't human. He'd tried to stake Zass one night after she had left. When Zass took the stake out of his chest and the wound healed, but he didn't retaliate, they had begun to get to know each other and become friends. He trusted Zass with his son too, and when he had passed away he knew Zass would look after Alex.

When Jean-Claude knocked and then came in with the waiter to remove the plates, they were empty. He snapped his fingers and the server came in with our second offering. The smells made my mouth water, but then so did Zass. I was thrilled he was sharing more about his life and wanted to do the same for him. So as the server and Jean-Claude left, I began to tell Zass more about my time in the Home. Then the smells wafting from the plates go too much for me and I tried the ravioli.

"OMG, that's so good!"

"You need to wipe your chin Blondie." Zass said as a drop of the seafood cream sauce escaped my mouth. "I'd lick it off for you if I could." I licked the drop myself and Zass watched my tongue slip out of my mouth then hide again. He blinked and I could see his own tongue slide against his fang before it slipped out again. He pushed his plate over and asked me to try the veal.

This time I groaned. It was so tender and the truffle, something I'd heard about but never tried, was fantastic. Finally trying it myself, I began to understand how people became obsessed with it. I had no trouble eating both of those plates clean either. Zass enjoyed watching every mouthful and hearing more about my life.