Vampire World (VAMPIRE WORLD #1)

Vampire World Part 8 Date

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It didn't take me long to find his keys, which he'd left on the counter top. I went to the garage, knowing that I could be in big trouble if Mr. FreeCut returned before me and found his car gone. But right at that moment, I didn't care. All I could think of was my date. 

Driving came naturally to me, almost like I'd been doing it for a few years, even though I didn't remember any of it and this thing handled like a box on four wheels. I followed the same road we'd taken earlier, encountering very few other vehicles along the way until after clearing the rough neighborhood of DeathHouse. 

Only after crossing Slice Canyon did the traffic really start to increase. I eyed the iconic buildings of downtown, all the time thinking of what Mr. FreeCut might do if he got home before me and discovered that I'd 'borrowed' his car without telling him. 

Remembering exactly the location of the parking garage, I parked the car and walked out onto the shopping street. It was a far more bustling place at night. Struggling along through the sea of physically flawless, finely dressed vampires, many more of whom were lined up outside different clubs and restaurants, it took me about a degree to reach DeathNail Club and Spirits.  

I waited directly beneath the club's bright neon sign, wondering how I would ever be able to find Rob in such a crowd. Again, uninviting stares were thrown my way by well-groomed vamps standing in line. But maybe it was a good thing I stood out. 

I waited for what seemed like forever, staring at the beautiful haircuts of several girls. Then I heard somebody call out my name. 

Turning around, I gazed into the scarlet eyes of Rob. 

"Hello, Janice." 

We hugged. His muscular arms sent a pleasurable chill down my spine. 

"Glad you showed up," he said. "We're really gonna have a fun time tonight." 

Pleasurably dazed by his long red hair, perfect face, and slick outfit of maroon jeans and black collared shirt with a glow-in-the-dark snake on the front, I found it hard to speak. 

"My charm seems to stun you," he laughed. Yes, it most certainly did. "Well, it's time to eat. Follow me." 

It appeared he knew the restaurant and club host, which meant we were able to walk right past the line. The guys on the door let us in without a wait. 

We were seated immediately in a luxurious booth. The airy restaurant reeked of tempting blood, and a live band was playing soft distorted guitar music on an elaborate stage in the center. 

"I told you this place was nice," Rob said. "Get whatever you like. I'm loaded." 

"Thank you," I replied. I couldn't help but smile. 

A gorgeous looking waitress handed me a menu, together with a syringe shaped cup full of blood with a green piece of fruit at the top. I scanned the menu carefully. Large mallet of blood: 70 Carns. Fresh Molluka and potenna bread: 90 Carns. Bloody Pork and Sonta Beans: 60 Carns. Fresh Blood Pizza with Molluka: 50 Carns. 

I decided to go with the pizza. 

"Good choice," Rob said. "As for me, I'm craving some Molluka and potenna bread, not to mention some of their delicious bloodcheese sticks." 

We gave the waitress our order after I finished my cup of blood. She handed us some hot and spicy bloodcheese sticks, also two mega mallets of blood. My eyes wanted to pop out of my head. This was the most blood I'd ever seen in one serving.