Blood Lust

Albert Fraiser lived his life cursed with the bloodline of his family. He has grasped this fact for many years, but he's never known the horrors that his way of life could bring until he finds himself creating one of his own. As time progresses, Albert soon starts to feel different about the woman-Melody Lashing-than he had before. But the road ahead is rough...and there's no telling if their relationship can survive the events that lay ahead...


12. "It was just a kiss..."

Melody's POV


We stayed hugging like that for a while. Not talking...just hugging... I could tell by the look on his face when he spoke that he was going and there wasn't much I could do about it. The thought that he was going to meet my vampire slaying ex didn't settle well with me...

Later, after we had both pulled away from our hug, we both sat on the couch. Albert kept flipping through the channels, commenting on each TV show that popped up on the screen. I sat with my legs folded under me, a light frown on my face as he skipped a show or movie that I actually liked. 

"Okay. Okay... You're going through a loop of channels." I told him. He ignored me, and I sighed, "Albert, I would like to watch TV." 

When he didn't answer, I leaned sideways and into his lap to try and reach for the remote. He smirked, stretching his arm away from the couch as I tried to reach for the remote. I crawled halfway into his lap, determined on getting that remote. He leaned his arm backward and further away from me. With my knees in his lap, I straightened up and grabbed his arm.

He chuckled at my attempts, his other arm around my waist. "You're not getting it." He told me, his voice very amused. He moved his arm in a circular motion so that I couldn't keep my grip on his arm. 

"I want to change the channel!" I whined.

He laughed, "Come on! Kung Fu Panda is on! Everybody loves Kung Fu Panda!"

"If you wanted to watch that, then why not stop on it the first twelve times you went through the channels?" I asked, leaning on his shoulder as I reached further.

His arm tightened around my waist, his hand on my hip as he twisted me around and gently tossed me to the other side of the couch. I landed on my back, watching as he dropped the remote to the ground. With my fast speed, I went to get around the couch. I yelped as he jumped up quickly and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me back down with him. I pushed on his chest to stand myself back up, but he grabbed my wrist and pulled me back on top of him. He and I were both laughing until we realized just how close we had gotten. I was now laying on top of him, his hand still gripping my wrist. We stayed there, our eyes locked. 

He silently raised himself up, his face close to mine. My breath hitched at the feel of his lips grazing along mine.

"Albert..." I murmured.

He didn't let me finish, "Just...let me..." He muttered, hesitating before pressing his lips against mine.

His lips were soft and gentle along mine. I instantly responded hungrily, my eyes closing as the kiss lasted. He released my wrist, his free hand on my waist. I leaned into him, kissing him harder before bringing my arms up around his neck. We pulled away a moment later, both of us breathing a little heavier. My arms slowly slid off his shoulders, and a small blush began to heat my cheeks. 

Why did he just...kiss me...?

I opened my mouth to ask, but I lost all words. I sat up, my mouth gaped as I tried to speak. He stole the moment, and cleared his throat as he sat up, moving me off of his lap. 

"I...I'm sorry..." He murmured, standing and walking toward where the bedroom was. I sat alone, trying to figure out what had just happened.

Not only did he kiss me, but...I kissed him back. And I liked it. I actually wanted to kiss him.  

I turned my head toward the room he had entered, listening with my enhanced hearing. He was talking to himself.

"It was just a kiss." He was saying, " kiss... It meant nothing."

I didn't have to hear anymore. I turned my head toward the TV, thinking as I stared at the screen blankly. Blinking, I stood and retrieved the remote. As I sat back down on the couch, Albert's words rang in my head.

 "It was just a kiss. It meant nothing."

I curled up beside the arm of the couch, checking the time on the TV guide before changing the channel to some random Life Time movie. It was 6:07 PM. In about six hours, Albert was going to go into an unknown part of town and speak with a guy who most likely wanted to kill him. 

That thought made my stomach hurt. 

I think...maybe I have feelings for him....

Feelings that he obviously didn't return.

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