search of the male. He was standing outside having a cigarette.
It was time to turn on my charm and get him to follow me down the alley at the side of the nightclub. As my female prowess went, it wasn’t bad. I was used to hiding in the shadows or blending into a crowd or a darkened corner of a room, waiting to kill my target, and now I flaunting my assets to get my intended donor to notice me.
Oh don’t get me wrong, I had tried the whole force your prey down a darkened alley and it hadn’t gone too well. I’d jumped him from behind, wrapped an arm around his throat and whispered in my best threatening voice , ‘keep quiet.’ Now, as a hunter you have to understand that if I was close enough to wrap an arm around someone’s throat, then I was close enough to kill them and that would be pretty much it, kill and get out unnoticed. As I’d wanted to eat and not kill, this method had proved to be completely useless. As soon as the words ‘keep quiet’ had left my lips, it was a green light for my lunch to start screaming like a girl. He’d actually peed himself and the stench of urine was enough to turn you off your food. My lesson was learnt and I’d decided there and then, that flashing my cleavage and long legs worked better than trying to threaten them into submission.
I put an extra sway in my hips and searched my bag , pretending to look for something. As I passed him, I dropped a set of car keys and kept walking. Okay, it was mediocre at best, but it worked! Not exactly me using my female prowess, but more a case of anticipating a male’s predictability. I kept walking and headed down the alley. I heard his feet shuffle on the ground and he paused briefly before he called out to me. I was nearly at the alley way. I stopped and turned letting my hair fall over my eyes and smiled. I let him walk the distance between us and I closed up my bag and smiled warmly in his direction. He was surprised to see my red eyes, but instantly, I knew that he trusted me. You could see relief register in his eyes.
He handed me the keys and I smiled, stood on my tip toes and gently kissed his cheek. “Thank you, I don’t know what I’d have done if I’d lost the keys to my Porsche.”
Oh yeah, I had keys to a Porsche, but I didn’t own the actual car. All guys were the same, pretty lady with a flashy car, knickers that were ready to drop around her ankles, add hunter into the mix, no scratch that, I was female and had a flashy car, that was probably enough – and suddenly, they would go anywhere with you if they thought there was a chance of a ride.
He reluctantly handed me the set of keys and began smiling in earnest. “So, are you on your way home?”
Not the best chat up line in the world, but I had too play nice. “No, I was thinking of taking her out for a ride, do you drive?” Oh his eyes lit up like lights on a Christmas tree. Dinner was served!
The corner of his mouth turned up into a smile, he said, “I did until I lost my license for speeding.” His eyes kept drifting from my face, down towards the keys, and back up again. I clutched them close to my chest knowing full well that his eyes would stray to my ample breasts, and given the low cut dress that I was wearing, they would be hard to miss.
I winked at him and said in my husky voice, “Porches like to be ridden hard and fast. Are you ready to take her for a ride?” I saw desire flare in his eyes as my words struck home. I began to turn to go down the alley way and discovered that I had an audience in the form of three male vampires.
I’m no exhibitionist , but my lunch was standing right beside me and I hated people watching me eat! Irritation began to flare. I wasn’t sure if they were intrigued with me or if they were a threat. They appeared harmless, but as a hunter I was very aware that these guys could become antsy pretty quickly.
I turned to the male who was wondering why I had stopped walking to my make-believe Porsche and said, “I
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