Grey Summers (18+)

Loose Lips

Christian refilled their champagne glasses. "Since you and Luke had a lengthy discussion about the case, I take it he brought up the fact that you and I will be pretending to be in a relationship?" His eyes raked down her form.

Is he checking me out right now?! Buffy rolled her eyes. "Right. He tried to explain why, but maybe you could shed a little more light as to why I can't just be part of your security team?"

"Those in the know could be aware of my prior investigations and the fact that I've discussed you with well-connected individuals; it may look suspicious that I suddenly employed a blonde woman that matches The Slayer's description. If we're to state we're in a relationship, those individuals won't give your presence a second thought." Christian took a few sips of his champagne, ignoring the mild dizziness. Probably should've stopped drinking when she showed up.

"Yet you have me staying at a hotel?" Buffy bent her knee and faced him completely. "You don't like people in your space, do you?" She looked towards the hall. "You must have a guest room in this giant apartment."

"Penthouse," he corrected. "And no, I do not appreciate strangers in my space for extended periods of time. Does anyone?" He fought the urge to place his hand on her thigh. It'd be so easy to just grab her hips and pull her onto my lap.

"I guess not. So, Mr. Grey," she started.

Damnit, I love watching her mouth when she says that.

"In all of your investigating, have you actually seen a vampire?"

Christian sat a little straighter, "Miss Summers, I do not enjoy repeating myself."

"I'm repeating myself because Luke said you are certain it was a vampire attack."

His eyebrows scrunched towards each other. "Where is this going?"

"You said that we were going to be investigating together. I needed to know if you had any experience or how much you actually know about them. Not just the rumors." She dug her elbow into the back of the couch and rested her head on her fist. I wonder if he's a demon. It's not human to be so attractive.

Christian chuckled. "I guess I have no experience. Of all the research, we only ever confirmed that vampires do suck blood by puncturing their victims' skin."

"There's more to it than that." She swept her hair behind her should and tilted her head to the side slightly.

The effort not to touch her skin made his heart race. His eyes moved from her slight cleavage to her earlobe that he desperately wanted to bite. "They have enhanced senses," she touched her index and middle finger to her neck, "they can hear your pulse. They can feel it when they touch you. Vampires pierce your jugular like an animal. So even if you escape, unless you're in front of a hospital, you're doomed."

Christian cleared his throat when he noticed he'd leaned towards her. "That's, well I guess I didn't expect them to actually have a plan. I thought they just bit."

"It doesn't have to be just your neck either." She grabbed his hand and turned his palm upwards. She pushed the sleeve of his cashmere sweater to his elbow. "They like to bite wrists and arms, too."

Christian's lips parted. He gave up on the idea of hiding his erection. She's a tease. I wonder how far she'll go.

His veins were prominent; she traced the tip of her finger down the main blood vein. "The jugular is here, too. It's one of the reasons I like to wear leather coats with high collars when I know I'm going to get into a fight with one. They're powerful, but I haven't had one bite through leather yet."