Stolen (Originally Once Bitten, I'm Smitten) (FINISHED)

17 - I can help

"One room for a night, please," I said to the front clerk.

He gazed up from his computer, dusting off some crumbs from his mustache. "One room, eh? For both of ya young fellows?"

"Indeed," I said, gazing down at Suki.

She was fast asleep, head resting on my shoulder as I held her like a toddler.

I pulled her jacket more over her shoulders, not wanting her cold in the slightest.

"She a fast sleeper?" the clerk said, popping a toothpick in his mouth.

"When she wants to be," I said with a small smile.

"I see. She looks like she's dreaming right now. Her eyes are twitching." He chuckled. "Well," he said then, squinting his eyes down at his computer, "I have a couple rooms open. A king-sized and one with two queens. Take your pick."

"She'd probably be happy with two queens," I said then, thinking for a moment. "A king it is then."

The clerk chuckled and shook his head. "A wild one, you are. Women are hard to deal with when you don't listen to them. I can't imagine the arguments that will be ensued."

"I live for arguments," I said, chuckling. "And she can deal. Something tells me she's going to be a pain in my ass... I'm going to have to clothe her and buy her new shoes and make sure her laundry is done. She ordered me around today and forced me to pay over two hundred for her meal. I swear I had to kill a man. I'm so exhausted."

He laughed then, thinking I was joking.

They all do, sadly.

"Is she giving you something in return for your services?" the old man joked.

I just smiled, eyes glowing a dark red.

"Ah, I see..." he chuckled, clearly not seeing the eye-color change, "something explicit, then?"

My smile widened. "You could say that."

"I hope she's good."

"I must be patient."

"Then I shall not ask. I will admit I'd seen much... worse stuff in this motel."

My lashes lowered when he gazed back at his computer, typing frantically on the keys.

"Large room with king-sized bed." He lifted a small key from his desk, and I took it. "Room 106. Enjoy your stay."

I waved kindly before carrying her down the hall.

I felt my eyes glow a slight red as she remained asleep, but my smile remained.

After making it to the door, I shoved the key into the lock and pried it open, carrying her in the room before kicking the door closed behind me.

I then carried my angel to the main bed, lying her down as she remained in deep sleep.

She just breathed gently when I lightly shook her, trying to wake her a little bit.

Her breath sucked in, and she groaned in annoyance.

"Angel..." I whispered, "wake up."

She parted her lashes, eyes glossed over with exhaustion.

She said nothing which told me right away she wasn't fully awake.

"You need to change," I said then, smiling. "Sleeping in that isn't good for you."

She remained silent, looking very disoriented.

"I can help," I said then.

She blinked slowly.

I smiled then, guiding her to sit up.

She let out a long, extended yawn as I unzipped the back of her dress, pulling it down to expose her shoulders and upper chest.

I didn't dare touch her, knowing that she needed sleep.

She never slept. She was going to get sick.

And trying to convey sexual acts was not going to help her when she was already halfway into dreamland.

After pulling her dress fully off, I guided her out from her shorts and bra, and she remained oddly disoriented.

Don't look. Don't get tempted. Don't look.

I just pulled off my T-shirt, leaving me in a black under-shirt.

"Here." I pushed the collar of my T-shirt over her head, and she winced a little when her face popped through.

But I gently guided her through the sleeves which dangled to her elbows, after immediately pulling her long, brown hair out from under the collar as it fell down to her back.

I smiled. "Lay down now, okay?"

Since she was half-asleep, I helped her into the bed, and she closed her eyes, snuggling with the pillow as I pulled the covers over her.

I then stared down at her form as she immediately fell back asleep, lashes lowering when the covers drifted up and down gently with her every breath.

I just sat on the mattress and brushed my finger along her neck, but she just stirred at the motion.

I have to protect her. I have to care for her mind and body together. I have to keep her safe. That is my duty and my job. That is my promise engraved into her side.

My eyes glowed a bright red as my lips thinned.

A predator must remain calm and resilient when waiting for his meal. Therefore, I shall be patient. When the time comes... I will have my dinner.

And I could wait a million years just to taste her sweet, delicious blood.

I could wait a millennia.