"It was great," he replied, smiling. Even her laugh was cute.

He hoped that she realized he was the same as her. A vampire.

"It's okay to admit it," he said, also shrugging. "Wanna go hunting?"

"I did too," he hissed, ducking down behind the counter. Xanti reached up to tug him down to follow suit.

If it were possible for him to blush, he would be right now. Hopefully she didn’t realize his skin was cold. And he returns the kiss gently.

He’s raising his brows, almost asking with his eyes. Letting her finger press against his lips.

He slowly moves in for a kiss. Bending down.

Walks up, nonchalant.

He glances up, pretending to mull
over the stipulation.

“Sounds like a deal.” Smirk and a nod.

“What’s your name?” he asked. “My name’s Xanti.”

“Where you headed to?”

“Trouble is my middle name,” he calls out, giving her a little wink. Then he jogs after her.

“Could I at least get your number? I don’t even know your name..”