This being Olive's natural setting she had the upper hand advantage but she worried for Stephoné. He led her into an alley which was weird one: because it's an alley in the dark and two: it was extremely dark which was rare in this city. Stephoné came to a sudden standstill. Olive stood two steps behind him, he turned to face her.
"Olive, remember when I said I knew a lot about you. Well I meant it. "
"I don't understand why are we in this alley? What's going on?"
"Don't get alarmed I just need us to talk with no others listening. "
"Ok Stephoné and I'm not scared it's just I don't trust people because...."
"You're a vampire I know, and I'm a werewolf. "
"You're a WHAT?!, I'm confused"
"I'm a werewolf, have been for centuries. I'm almost 675"
"Ha, this is amusing. And how did you come to this conclusion I am a vampire?"
" The conclusion you're a sexy ass vamp? Well when I first saw you....I just knew. Plus you give off this smell of flowers, chocolate and death. "
"I do? Maybe I should change my soaps. Huh, that's why no one has been able to kill you. "
"Well the thing is my wife is....."
"Don't tell me a Shewolf?"
"No a mermaid"
"Oh damn wait but she doesn't have fins"
"She married me and the only way to get them back is if I die. "
"No wonder, what're we going to do, I mean you. "
"Oh you know what you meant, so we're a we now?"
"That's not what I meant, I mean, I uh....ummmm"
Stephoné leaned down and kissed her passionately. They stood there in a lip lock so tight. Stephoné sucking the air from her lungs. She felt herself becoming aroused and her fangs began to extend. Worried she might do something severe she pulled away.
"I'm sorry Olive I shouldn't have done that "
Olive stood panting wondering how she had let him kiss her but also liking the feel of his mouth against hers. Her fangs subsided back into their normal state.
"Live, are you ok?"
"Yea I'm fine, * rolls eyes wondering about this second use of that name * my fangs came out that's all"
" *raises eyebrow * oh they did? *leans in closer * so when do your fangs come out? Aroused? Angry? What?"
"That's none of your business"
"Sorry just a little curious * takes a step back*"
"Can we go somewhere to talk?"
"Sure, but my house is out of the question. "
"As is mine, how about your office?.......Hold On"
Chris was calling her and there is no way she couldn't answer without getting hell.
"Hello"
"Hey gurrrlllll where are you? Like omg it's kinda late, probably at home being boring"
" No actually I'm not, can I call you back tomorrow?"
"You're not with that sexy Stephoné Miller you...."
She was talking so loud I know he heard her, he began to blush but it soon disappeared.
"Yes I'm with Mr. Miller but we are having a professional conversation so please wash your mind. "
"You're a good one, if I was with him only thing professional going on would be his tie around my...."
"Click" Olive quickly hung up on her dearest friend knowing she'd be pissed but not liking the embarrassing situation. Her cheeks were probably ruby red, despite her current health condition of dead.
" sorry about that she's a little,....I don't know. "
" it's ok friends are friends "
" which way to your office?"
" I think we should retrieve our cars first "
They both walked to their cars in silence and got into their vehicles. He drove a Silver Escalade and I a Black Lincoln Mkx. He drove about 5 blocks before we reached a big office building. I parked behind him and got out of my car. We went to the 36th floor of the building, the whole floor was his. It was amazing, the view, the space. He went through the double doors and sat behind his desk.
" Ok Live so?"
