HEllo, i am Little Miss Evil a.k.a. the AUTHOR. I appologize gravely on the lack of posting. Computer is a tricky subgect in my family, when grounded it is the first to go, so i am lacking computer time:P

Thank you so much for all your wonderful reviews! I will post another chapter today(hopefully) and the next somewhere in the middle of january,

Happy Hollidays, oreo cookies and may Santa not get stuck in the chymney!

The beauty of being married and living in your own separate estate is that such things don't happen. But me and Lucius just had to be originals.

Just like my parents. If they were normal, they would've closed the frickin' door, but no. They just stood there, while we scrambled to our feet, cheeks red, like two embarrassed teenagers.

Dad was the first to break the silence.

-sSorry to interrupt…

-Our tickle fest-put in Lucius. I couldn't help, but snort. He was supposed to be sound asleep in the garage, instead of rolling around shirtless on the floor with me. Like they were going to believe we were just tickling. I barely believed we were just tickling. My body still buzzed, yearning for more.

-Um, uh… We..ummm…wanted to say that…

-Mindy called-finished my mother.-that stirred memories. Boy, did it stir memories. As if old life was colliding with my new one. Could they coexist?

-Yes, she'll be here tomorrow.-added dad.

-I hope so.-I said, answering my question out loud.

-Oh, and we were going to this green activists convention, in Pittsbourg, but it's only for two…-my mother was obviously unsure what to do:invite us or stay and supervise? She was still obviously not used to the idea of me being all grown up.

-Mom, we don't mind. I doubt it would be too appropriate for two vampires to attend a vegetarian convention…

-Even if we do love tofu-added Lucius, automatically bringing a smile into the room.

-Ok, then.-said my mother, seemingly nonchalant.-but if you start feeling weezy again…-her eyes looked worried.

-We'll call, mom. Seriously, it was just a one time, vampy thing,-I said with a smile that was not returned.

-Ok, then, we better get going Dara-said Dad.

-Call us when u get there.-I added. It was a 2 hour drive and the roads were snowy and dangerous.

-We will honey-said Mom, eyes warm. I couldn't help but hug her.

They left us for a few minutes to get ready, while we got dressed. And then they drove off, just like that.

It was weird being all alone again with Lucius in my old home, even if it was only for a day. I don't think that ever happened before.

We stayed outside for a while, running around and having a full-blown snow war. But very soon I grew tired and we went back in.

I watched Lucius in the kitchen, making hot chocolate. I watched his strong, scarred yet gentle arms melt stir the melting chocolate in the pan. Finally, I got up and hugged him from behind.

His hand caressed mine.

-You smell like chocolate.-I whispered.

-Do you like chocolate?-he asked in a low whisper.

-As if you don't know-he turned around and his lips met mine. It was sweet and slow. His lips tasted chocolate and I couldn't help but savor them. Without braking the kiss, he turned of the stove and picked me up in his arms.

-What about the chocolate?-I asked quietly, my head buried in the crook of his neck.

-It can wait-his voice was low and tender, caressing my skin. With that I opened my mouth and gently bit down on the tender skin just above his collarbone, without braking the skin.

Needless to say, we were upstairs in a matter of seconds.

My bed wasn't very comfortable, seeing it was bought when I was eight. But we didn't care at that point. Nothing existed in this world, besides his lips on my skin, his arms tender and strong at the same time and his eyes. The most beautiful and mysterious eyes I've ever seen. They could convey more emotion than any word in the world. And right now, they were mine, for forever to drown in.

I was happy, sleepy, warm and safe. But the phone was set on changing my mood. It's ear shattering shrieks were clearly demanding attention. I opened my eyes to find Lucius still asleep and wearing a peaceful, almost childish expression. I gently untangled myself from his arms and went for the phone.

-Hello-I croaked sleepily. The cool living room air was biting my skin.

-Jessica? Sweetie?

-Yes, mom.-I said, suddenly wide eyed and alert.

-Honey, we're stuck-her voice sounded fuzzy and muffled.

-What do you mean you're stuck? Mom, are you all right?

-Yes, Jessie, there's just a snow storm and it looks like we're stuck in Pittsbourg for the night and probably tomorrow too. Don't worry; we're in a hotel…

-Oh, mom…-I sighed in relief, for a minute my mind rushed to other, awful thoughts…

-Sh, it's ok, sweetie, we'll see each other soon…her voice was soothing, making me feel like a little girl in summer camp again.

-Call us as soon as anything happens,Mom. Or just… call, ok?

-Of course. How are you feeling, honey? Dad says hi. He's busy stuffing his face with these marvelous tofu desserts… They're simply delicious! I'll have to get the recipe.-she said, a smile in her voice.

-I'm fine, Mom. I can't wait for your cooking extravaganza. We are going to have one, right?

-Definitely-she said with a chuckle.-Well, I have to go, the money on the payphone is running out. Say hi to Lucius and stay safe, don't get out of the house unless you really need to. Ok?

-Ok, Mom. I love you, bye…

-Bye, sweetie-she said before hanging up.

I put the phone back and the charger and wrapped my arms around my middle. I had a weird feeling of ants marching on my skin. Inside my skin. It could be just the cold. It's December, Pennsylvania, I'm nude…

I went upstairs and carefully snuggled back in bed with Lucius. Who, I found to be very awake.

-They're stuck in Pittsbourgh, snow storm, they're in a hotel…-I touched his cheek: warm and stubble.

-Mm, gm.-he said, his mind elsewhere.

-What are you thinking?-I whispered. He looked into my eyes a wicked grin appeared on his lips.

-I am thinking, that we have the entire house, to ourselves for the whole night.-I giggled and my lips melted with his.

In the mourning I felt fine, wonderful even. Buzzing, Despite spending yesterday in bed, I couldn't bring myself to get up. I was too happy, too comfortable and too warm.

The pink pillows from my bed were strewn across the room along with our clothes, some were ripped, including a stuffed pony I got for my 10th birthday. Thank goodness my parents weren't coming back until late.

-Are you hungry?-asked Lucius. I didn't want to answer, instead, I just snuggled up closer.

-You really don't want to move, do you?-said Lucius. A lazy smile on his lips.

-Non.-I answered in mock French. I"nstaid of laughing, Lucius furrowed his brow.

-Perhaps I went a bit too far yesterday.-he said while caressing my wrist. True, we usually don't feed that much. But last night…

-Well we we're a bit too feisty-Lucius let out a small was a slight understatement: both of our necks were bruised along with my chest, my wrist, his shoulders…

-Well, it's nothing compared to Paris…-Lucius went quiet.

-Yes, it definitely is nothing.

Paris is an odd patch in our history. More because of the circumstances, than the result. It wasn't our first conflict or our first threat. But it definitely was the biggest.

It was November. Only a little over a month ago. We decided that Paris was our last destination before heading home, to Romania. It was supposed to be a quiet get away: no meeting, no clans, angry and deceiving vampires. But no one expected a Romanian debutante.

Lucius swore on his fangs, basketball and his parents graves that they were FRIENDS and barely even that, definitely nothing more. But a sense of unease didn't leave me.

Fia (that was her name as I later found out) was dashing. You couldn't guess she was a vampire from first glance, yet I noticed her as soon as we set foot in that patisserie. She was small, puny even, but her burgundy red hair made her stand out in the semi-crowded room.

A little over five feet, with thin wrists and a short 20's styled haircut, you would think she was a 12 year old if it wasn't for her curves, that became visible as soon as she stood up. Eyes, cold and black like two bottomless black holes pierced me with their gaze. She stood up, put her book down and strode over to meet us. Her presence was alarming. She didn't feel right. I grew accustomed to vampires, sensing them in the crowd. But she felt like something else altogether.

My body screamed for me to move, but I was rooted in place, unable to look away.

She said hello in a hoarse and dangerous voice. Smooth, yet menacing. Barely above a whisper, yet loud enough to make your ears sting.

All she said was :"Hello, Lucius. James say hi by any chance?". I felt Lucius freeze beside me, as she spun around, quickly put the money on the table, grabbed her coat and left.

We walked out of the café as soon as she disappeared around the corner. My mind was swimming with questions.

-Who was that-I asked Lucius. His expression grew pained.

-You don't want to know.-he whispered and hid his face in his hands.