After the kiss that he admittetly found hard to break free from, Rick had to hurry or he would be late at work. His eye's glued to the body hidden by thin white silk, her smooth and gracefull body. He could not believe he had made love to her last night, and was sure she would not let him do so a second time. He rushed down the stairs when her clear voice stopped him in his tracks. He turned his head, notecing a small stinging feeling at the side of his neck. 

As Nora came closer to him he felt himself tense up, wanting to kiss her once again. However he held himself in check and watched her bringing her finger to her lips. She slowly bit it, and why was a mystery that would soon be solved, for the young lumberjack. She brought her bleeding finger to his neck and rubbed it into two puncterwounds in his carotid. Hastly he laid his hand ontop of his neck feeling the speed healing wounds. A faint smile, opened lips, and it was all Rick needed to realize two things.

One, he had probably, no moste likely, no certanly fallen for her. Her wild and unpredictable nature. Her beauty that screamed bad girl, whilst she herself could be pretty cute. 

Two, the girl, how unexpected it might have been for him was a vampire. 
[color=00a651]''You are a vampire?''[/color] He asked suprised, hovering between scared and interested. He had never talked to one, let alone made love with one. He had never been agaisnt vampire's being out in the open, there was ablood compact and peace. However, one had fed on him, wwich was kinda agaisnt the compact. But he loved the way her long fangs pierced his skin.
The alarm on his watch went off again and he had to hike for 30 minutes to reach his workspace.

[color=00a651]''Goodby miss. I am glad I could pay you back for the place to stay''[/color] And with those word he left

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Rick found himself driving up the road to his workpspace within the everlasting green of the forest. He came by the places he and his colleague's had turned brown. Small sprouts of  pine trees could be seen already on the ground. The forest is ever moving, never shall it stop. The young man took a barely visable road from the main road and followed the moss covered tiretracks. He found himself driving up to a familliar mansion and sighed. What in heavens name whas he doing here.