My Night with a Handsome Vampire
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I was just sitting at this bar wearing a black dress. I turned around and notice a few tables away a handsome man with icy blue eyes and dark hair is looking at me. He looks at me with such desire that I can't help but smile.
I felt him look at me when I started to leave the bar. I felt his presence start to leave the bar when I did. I wasn't nervous or uncomfortable by his presence.
Just imagining what his lips would taste like is exiting me.
Little did I know I would be getting more than just a kiss.
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