1001 LOVE STORIES(book Of Oneshots)

Vampire (82)

Word count:4798

As a bartender there's a stereotype that follows us.

While women go to their girls to talk men come to talk to us.

This being mostly true. I've gotten used to be a therapist and I tend to give pretty good advise.

I tend to get pretty close to my regulars and know most of them by name.

I know their usuals and I know their limits.

But today was different.

Today a new guy came in and sat at the bar.

It was around 6 pm on a Tuesday so we we were alone.

Even the day drinkers weren't here yet.

He wore a nice fitting cream suit. That went nicely with his near white blonde hair and pale skin.

Which only made his beautiful deep brown eyes stand out all the more.

He was completely stunning and looked as though he had walked out of a modeling catalog.

He sits directly across from me and I turn to him.

"What can I get you?" I ask and he only smiles.

"Nothing." He says and I nod. Even though it was slightly odd I instantly figure that he was waiting for someone.

Only his eyes stay razor focused on me. While I washed down the bar and it becomes more noticeable when I begin to clean the booth behind him.

"So you waiting on someone?" I ask and he only smiles more even though it looked as though it was hiding malas.

"No." He says and I few red flags appear.

"Ok." i tell him my brain trying to think of a good reason he was here.

Most people would tend to explain themselves. I think before a realization hits me.

Killer, robber, satanist.

"So what can I help you with?" I ask and he smiles like this was what he waiting for. Like I had given him permission to murder me.

"Oh, well I was walking by and I smelt something absolutely mouth watering and I wanted to find out what it is?" He says and I go into high alert mode.

We don't really serve food here besides you know. Peanuts fries and salsa." I tell him and suddenly those brown eyes go dark in a sickening, terrifying way.

"No, I was thinking something more. Meat based." He says his eyes going from brown to a blood red and i realize that this wasn't an average sicko. I instantly reach for the gun that I kept under the counter only its not there.

I turn to him only to see him spinning it and smiling widely.

I feel my heart begin to race and my fight or flight instant kicks in. I instantly try to run only for him to catch me the second I behind the bar with one hand around my waist and the other wrapping around my back and holding me into his chest.

I start to fight only this thing it too damn strong.

Then I feel it. his teeth on my neck and I try to scream only.

As I thought he'd rip my throat out. He only bites hard enough to barely hurt and I realize exactly what he was doing his bite begins a deep kiss.

I instantly push him away and this time he gives starting to laugh.

"I'm sorry. You just looked to cute panicked." He says still laughing.

"Hi. I'm Keir." He says I look at him in udder confusion.