Chapter Two - Thicker Than Water

Having left the club, we were now standing on Sixth Street Bridge and watching the moon rise majestically in the east. Corin's arms were wrapped around me and he was nuzzling my cheek. Ever since hearing him speak, I'd suspected that his 'Prince of Darkness' act was just that, an act. I was right. He'd dropped it as soon as we hit the street. But he was still incredibly sexy.

"Please tell me your name." He caressed my cheek. "I'd really like to know just who it is I'm kissing." And he kissed me again.

That made me giggle (something else I hadn't done for awhile). "Oh yeah, I kinda forgot ..." I pulled away and looked him straight in the eye. "My name is Lupe Garoo."

He snickered. "It is not."

Laughing, I continued, "Okay, it's not. But you have to tell me your real name first."

"Aww, damn. I didn't think you'd noticed that." He grinned. "Alright, then, my real name's Lukas. Lukas Johnson." It was hard to tell in the moonlight but I think he almost blushed. I was charmed.

"Talia Raine. Pleased to eat, I mean, meet you, Lukas." I, on the other hand, actually felt myself blushing as I said that. I put my arms around him again and began swaying to the music of the night, to the soft melodies that only the most sensitive of humans could hear.

"Raine? That's nice... It rhymes with pain." Lukas kissed the top of my head as he danced with me.

"Yeah, I kind of like that. The sound of that. Name, I mean." We both laughed. The first really cool breeze of the summer evening touched our skin. The bright silver of the moon fell on his face and I suddenly felt very warm again. I leaned forward and licked his neck softly. The fiery passion I'd felt earlier was still there, but lessened. Dancing under the summer moonlight with Lukas felt right, somehow, as if I'd known him my whole life. Content was the word. I didn't quite understand this; how could I be feeling this way about a Vampire?