Chapter Five

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Was I seriously going to dinner with a vampire?

I looked over at Tanis; his attention was on the road while his fingers agitatedly drummed against the steering wheel.

Huh, I guess I am.

"So, this isn't awkward at all," I said.

"What do you mean?" Tanis asked without looking at me.

"Well...you're super quiet all of a sudden. Is that because you're tired of spewing out whatever's in your head or because I make you nervous?" I growled and snapped my teeth at him.

He laughed. "Ooh scary."

"Sarcasm noted."

"It is the spewing thing," he admitted.

"Ah, I don't mind. It's refreshing to find someone who's completely honest, even when they shouldn't be, and even if they only want me for my body," I teased and he laughed but didn't deny it...or confirm it. "Bellingham's a better choice," I said, trying to change the subject since that one was suddenly making me slightly depressed and really self-conscious. "I don't feel like running into anyone from the Res."

"Ashamed to be seen with a vampire?" he mused.

"No. I was thinking of your reputation. If you hadn't noticed, not many people like me. The ones who do are either the few friends I have, my family, or those trying to get in my pants. But enough about me," I said and smiled wide; I just couldn't find a damn topic that didn't make me uncomfortable. "So you're a vampire?"

Tanis rolled his eyes but nodded.

"And you eat human food?" I pressed.

"Is this going to be a Q and A thing?" he asked, sounding slightly amused, slightly apprehensive, but mainly cautious.

"Yes," I sang and batted my lashes at him.

"I will only answer your question if you answer one of mine in return," he countered.

Damn it...that sucks! But I'm curious. What's the worst he could ask?

"Deal," I said.

Tanis smiled wide, his sexy eyes beaming with excitement. "I can eat human food, however, not all of us can," he explained. "That is why my complexion is darker than the others. The nutrients from the food help to maintain my body, keeping it more humanlike...more human than most, my mum says. It also keeps my body temperature warmer than theirs; I am not as warm as you, but warmer than the others...it is caused by the slowed circulation," he explained before I could ask, and he pressed the back of his hand against my cheek.

I fought to keep from moaning; the temperature was comparable to walking in the rain in the summer, the sensation that the warm wind caressing your skin causes to roll up your spine...I liked it much more than I should have. Most noticeable wasn't the temperature of his skin, rather, it was the softness of it; it was like refreshingly cool cashmere.

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