Amoureux du Vampire

Three

Papillon POV

"Papi you are so lame! Just come with me, it's a few hours out of your life."

I hate blind dates.

"It's not a date, OK so it is a date, but you don't have to marry him. Please."

My best friend gives me the look. I hate when she does that, I grab my water and get off the treadmill.

"Pleeease."

OK I'll go, but only if you loan me that purse. The blue one.

"Done. You love that bag, why don't you just get your own?"

Because it's ridiculous to pay five thousand dollars for a damn purse when I can borrow yours. Coco can kiss my ass HaHaHa.

"It was six."

You are crazy!

"If you're so offended you don't have to use it."

No no, I still want it, that color is amazing. Thank you Aria.

"No worries, so the guy ... he's Malcolm's co-worker, I think he's a radiologist."

How tall?

"I don't know, tall enough, taller than you."

Hmph.

"You and the height thing is getting old. You pass up some great guys for a few inches?"

Some inches matter.

"HaHaHa, these don't. What do you know about the other kind anyway? When's the last time you've even seen a dick?"

Screw you.

I playfully punch her arm, sit on the mat and begin to stretch.

I feel a stare.

It's a vampire, the kind I hate the most, a sex fiend, they're freaking everywhere now. I can deal with the psychic feeders, and the blood vamps don't bother me much either, but Eros ... ugh I just can't.

"What are you thinking about? Is it him, I know you feel that dude ..."

I sense his horny ass. Not interested.

"He's coming over."

He better not.

"Papi, he is cute."

Whatever, I just want to workout in peace. Damn!

"I told you my gym was a feeding ground. You've been more bitchy than normal lately, what's up? You got something going on with your move?"

No. I'm sorry, everything is on track, I think I'm just ready to leave.

"I'm ready to have an excuse to hang in Paris ..."

"And what is in Paris? ... well besides you beautiful lady."

Oh God, I thought my energy pushed him away.

He looks like an ant.

I scowl, shake my head and get up. I hear my friend talking to him, most likely trying to explain my rudeness, but I really don't care what he thinks.

Aria catches up with me in the parking lot.

"You are a piece of work. What was wrong with him? He was feeling you."

Bye Aria. See you later.

"You're gonna shrivel up you know ... Get some before you leave girl!"