I Kicked A Vampire In The Nuts

I Kicked A Vampire - Part 16

Chapter 16:

.:Bailey:.

"You're not fat. I swear it on my unnaturally long life."

"Feel it! Feel it!"

Turning, I glare at her, "This is ridiculous! I am NOT feeling your 'flab' so I can tell you your fat!"

"Why not?! Oh god...he thought I was fat..."

"Because there is no flab to hold onto!"

She let's out a pathetic whimper and I roll my eyes, "Fine? You want me to?"

She nods and I reach out and grab her breast briefly before pulling my hand away and returning to driving, "There."

I'm not looking at her, but I can tell her expression is one of complete and utter horror at my actions.

3...2...1...

"EWW!" knew THAT was coming.

Glancing over at her I shrug, "You asked me to feel your flab. That is the only part of you that I can see that is able to be grabbed. You're practically skin and bones."

Allie frowns, "Then why the hell would he think I'm pregnant?!"

I shrug again, but only because I know how much it annoys her, "I don't know. Besides...would it be so bad if you were pregnant with my child?"

She blushes, she's quite pretty when she blushes...I'd forgotten how good human blood smells...I must admit, I've been quite behind in my feeding schedule lately. What with all my sulking.

"Alright that's it."

I jump slightly that she'd so sneakily snuck up on me with talking. Usually I know what they're going to say before they do, "What's it?"

She is glaring at me, "Speed up. We're stopping at a hotel at the next town and you are going to go and...do whatever you things do to eat. You've been staring at me for the last couple of hours with a rather unnerving hungry stare."

"Oh! Oh I'm sorry...I didn't even realise." LIE, "Um. Sure."

About twenty minutes later, we reach the town the cop was talking about. We got there quicker than if he'd escorted us, probably because my driving got to the 'Way past illegal and there's no going back' stage.

Parking outside the Vixen hotel, I nod to the valet and tip him as I wander inside.

Tapping the bell on the desk a couple of times, I grin at the girl sitting at the computer, "Allo."

She smiles up at me. (Oh now he is CUTE.) "How can I help you sir?"

"I'd like to speak with your manager please?"

She -Her name is Patricia- nods, "Sure. I'll just call-oh here he is now. Nigel, this young man wants to talk to you." She motions over to the man who just arrives at the desk.

"Nigel Scarson at your service. What would you like to talk about?"

I shake his hand and smile at him, "My name is Bailey De'Vierre and I was wondering when the last time the owner of the Vixen hotel's was around to check up on things?"

Nigel taps his chin thoughtfully, "Last August I believe. Why?"

"Lincoln is a very good friend of mine. I thought perhaps I'd drop by and see him if he were here, but he's not so I guess I'll just take the-" I glance back at Allison who is standing next to a pillar gazing about her with a sense of awe and wonderment, "Well. I'll take the presidential suite."