Bill The Vampire - 01 Read Online Free

that was as close as I've come to one of those moments in a long time. Besides, there were far more interesting things than hands in front of me. Oh, well, maybe next time I hook up with an apex predator with killer cleavage, I'll be a little more attentive.
     
    Anyway, continuing my streak of witty banter, I then said, “So, come here often?” Yeah, I know, it's amazing I don't get laid more often, isn't it?
     
    Another eye roll ( jeez, did I really sound that pathetic? ) and she responded with a banal, “Only when I need to get somewhere.”
     
    Okay, it was time to dig deep down and try to find that little bit of adult dialogue which I knew was hiding somewhere inside of me.
     
    “Sorry, that was kinda lame. What I meant to ask is whether you hang out in Manhattan often?”
     
    “Much better,” she acknowledged with a smile, “And the answer is yes. I actually live not too far from here. I have a little place in SoHo. You?”
     
    “Brooklyn, myself. I was just doing a little shopping today,” I answered.
     
    “I can tell,” she replied, gesturing down at the bags she had just finished rifling through.
     
    “You?”
     
    “Me what?”
     
    “What are you up to?” I asked.
     
    “Well, besides talking to a very nervous ( and here I thought I was being so smooth ) sounding guy on the train, I was just out enjoying the day. Since the nervous sounding guy I'm talking to also sounds like a fairly decent fellow ( bonus! ), I'd say my day is going pretty well,” she said in a friendly tone. Damn, she had a nice smile... amongst other nice parts.
     
    Sensing an opening, I pounced... figuratively. “There's still plenty of day left,” I suggested.
     
    “That there is,” she agreed... hot damn, I was a playa !
     
    “Well, it's pretty nice outside. I don't suppose you'd maybe like to take a quick walk through the park, maybe we could grab a coffee at one of those sidewalk cafes.”
     
    She frowned a bit at that ( oh crap, we're losing the patient ), “Sorry, I can't.”
     
    I've been here before, so I knew the drill to try to save a little bit of my crushed ego. “No. I didn't mean it like that, I...”
     
    But she cut me off before I could finish, “It's not you, silly. I'm not really up for a bit of sun right now ( aha! There's a bit of foreshadowing I should have been paying attention to ). Besides, we're almost at my stop. I have some stuff to get done before tonight.”
     
    Okay, the deal wasn't dead yet. The door was still hanging open, so I put my foot in it.
     
    “What's tonight?” I asked.
     
    “A couple of my friends are coming over. I'm throwing a little party.”
     
    “That's cool.” Yeah, I was back to being lame.
     
    “It's nothing big.”
     
    “A little get together with close friends is always fun.”
     
    “You think so?” she said as she suddenly turned and looked me dead in the eye. “I don't suppose you'd want to come?” she continued, her tone suddenly changing, almost becoming shy. “I mean, I know we just met. I don't want to come across as too aggressive.”
     
    Too aggressive!? Christ, she could’ve thrown me down and raped me right there on the subway and I still wouldn't have considered that too aggressive. Note to self: remember that little fantasy for later on when I'm alone.
     
    “No, no, it's cool,” I said, trying to reassure her. “I'm not really too busy tonight ( an understatement if ever there was one ). I could pop by.”
     
    “Really? Are you sure?”
     
    “Why wouldn't I be?” I asked, trying to keep from sounding too desperately excited.
     
    “Well, you seem like a sweet guy, and I'm just warning you now, my friends can get a little rowdy.”
     
    “I can handle rowdy. They raise us tough in Brooklyn,” I fibbed.
     
    “Alright then, it's a date.”
     
    A date? As in a ‘be somewhere together, maybe hold hands, maybe maybe make out, and if things go really well... wake up together’ type of date? Hell yeah! Damn, as soon