It All Started With A Kiss (EDITING!)

Chapter Twelve: Let The Celebrations Begin!

Well, another Reese's POV. The picture to the side is the picture of Anabelle's dress.

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Reese's POV-

"Reese," my mother said warningly, again. "If you do not behave I will cut you off from your allowance..."

"But mom," I whined, she couldn't cut me off of my allowance. I needed it. Some people say money was a want, but in my case, it was most definitely needed. I mean, I already had enough saved up in my banking accounts to last many, many, many years.

"Do no 'but mom' me. It may work on your father, but it doesn't work on me. I have been on this green planet humans call Earth for way to long. Now Reese..." She sighed as the doorbell rang. She gracefully rose from the couch and went to the door. She swung the door open and ushered the girls in.

I checked my phone for what seemed like the twentieth time today. Allison and her brother decided to go to the beach to get her mind off of me and what my day would be consumed of.

The girls were beautiful, that they were. Alison was still more beautiful then those girls. So what if those girls wouldn't age a day in twenty years. They would still have the same perfect skin. The same perfect body. The same shallow attitudes.

"Boys these are your dates, get to know them. You will be with each other all day and all night."

"Pr-"

"Call me Reese," I instructed as the blond walked over and started clinging to my arm. Yup, this was going to be a very long and excruciatingly painful day. "Reese," she purred as she stroked my arm. "I'm Anabelle. It is a pleasure meeting you."

I rolled my eyes and pulled my arm out from her grasp, as I looked over at my brother who was already trying to seduce the brunette. Of course I would get stuck with the blond. I looked up and saw her blue eyes and sighed.

I turned away from her and stalked up to my room. I shut the door and threw myself onto my bed. My head was bounding and I knew I needed to feed. My door was thrown open and the blond came strolling into my room like she owned the place. I averted my eyes back to the ceiling.

I felt Anabelle sit down next to me and once again she started stroking me, but this time on my leg. I grabbed her wrist and threw her hand off of me. "Keep your hands to yourself," I growled and she shrank back slightly.

Anabelle sighed before getting off of my bed and pacing back and forth. She walked over to my window and rested her head against the wall. "Sorry Prince Brenthan. My sister, the girl your brother is with, told me that you were a sexual one..."

I sighed before picking myself up off of my bed and walking over to her. I laughed gently beside her. Ya I was a guy and I had my needs, but it was nothing that a quick feed couldn't fix. Not only was it pleasurable for the 'victim' but for us as well.

"No, I am the exact opposite of that. Why did she tell you that," I asked honestly curious.

"Well, Maryssa said that the reason you never have a girlfriend because you would rather just hook up once or twice with a girl before going on to the next one." Anabelle looked down clearly embarrassed. I rested my hand on her shoulder.

"It's fine, but just know that I am not a sexual creature, plus," I ran a hand through my hair before speaking, "I have a girlfriend."

She gasped softly before facing me. "Who," she asked cautiously. She knew she couldn't overstep herself. She was just above the 'commoners'. I nodded my head in the direction of the bedroom across from me.