Stephen

☠Vampire☠

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Laying here with Stephen, with our bodies intertwine together is the most exhilarating experience of my life until I begin to hear the most annoying, ear-piercing noise fill my ear-ways.

"H E L L O...Wakey- Wakey Gracie!" Sydney's high pitched whine jolts me out of my slumber, and back into reality.

"Sydney! Why in the hell are you yelling so loudly for?" I yell out groggily, as my shaky hands come up toward my face shielding the unGodly bright fluorescent lighting from my eyes.

"Wow, Grace! That must've been one hell of a dream you were having there. You have drool all over your face, and your desk, that's freaking nasty." She gags back a few times at me.

I pick some Kleenexes out from the tissue box in front of me and begin to wipe off the remaining drool from my lower lip, then the soppy mess up from my desk.

" Grace, your so lucky I love you because I should've put that cringing moment of yours just now on YouTube. I bet you would've had a lot of hits!" She snickers, winking at me.

I look up at Sydney giving her that I would've killed you stare before she starts to speak again. "Grace, what in the world is going on with you anyways? In all the years we've worked together, I've never seen you fall asleep at your desk before."

"I don't know... I really don't know what's wrong with me. I feel like I haven't been myself for the last few weeks. Sydney, ever since I've met Stephen, I've been having these strange reoccurring dreams about him."

"Okay, hold the front door for a minute Grace, you lost me there for a minute. like what kind of strange dreams? Like kinky, tie you up kind of sex dreams?" Her mouth gaps open.

"No Sydney! The dreams are not like that, they're more...Romantic, almost consuming in away. It's just not about the sex, Stephen makes me feel, say and do things I would never normally do.

For insistent, the dream I was just having before you so rudely woke me up from, we were making love, and he asks me, "Grace, will you be mine forever." I use an exaggerate man's voice as I spoke. "Oh, and one other thing, right as I went over my...You know...Peak."

"Yeah, yeah Grace, I know what you mean, go on, please don't stop now." She replies, sitting her butt down on the edge of my desk.

"In the moment of ecstasy, he bit my neck."

"That's crazy! Have you been watching those glittering Vampire movies again Grace? You know how your mind goes all cray, cray when you watch those unrealistic kinds of movies." Rolling her eyes at me.

"What? No, I haven't been watching them again Sydney!"

"Oh Grace, I'm just joking with you. Look, all you ever do is work, you haven't even been out with a guy in a long time, and then here comes Mr. Hot Pants, walking in with all his sexy swag, and charm.

Hey, I can see why you would have dream's about him, he's freaking hot, but if seeing Mr. Hot Pants is overwhelming you right now, stop and take a break for a while till after the Gala's over with, or you can just ignore my advice and sleep with him, getting the guy out of your system once and for all, it's your choice."

"Thank you, Oh great Doily Lama for your words of insightful wisdom!"

"You're very welcome, I'll send you the bill in the mail, next week Grace. With all kidding aside, are you sure you don't want to go with Eli and me tonight? I hate the thought of leaving you here all alone in your fantasy world?"

"Na, I don't think so, but thanks. You two go have fun tonight, maybe I'll go home, and watch a vampire movie." I giggle out, throwing the used Kleenexes at her.