He was coming closer, Gabby could sense it. Her body began to tingle, excitement coursing through her veins. Playing with others was one of her favorite things to do. Since becoming a vampire, she loved to toy with men's minds. She still wasn't one to sleep around, although it did happen from time to time. She wasn't ashamed of it either, as she would have been before. As a woman and a vampire, she had needs. Her mother would probably have a heart attack if she'd known all the things her 'little girl' had done the past 40 years. A smirk played upon her lips. If her mother just saw her dressed in tight leggings and a see-through shirt she would probably have a heart attack. All the things she'd done didn't even need to be said.
He was only feet away now, and she changed her strut, attempting to be as seductive as possible. Her hips swung widely, and she tossed her hair over her shoulder, letting the curls bounce freely. Then in one single moment, the entire situation changed. She could sense the change in his demeanor. He had tensed up as he came near her, and seemed to be on high alert. Still, his pace slowed, and he didn't just blow right past her, nor did he instantly attack her. Obviously he was waiting for her to make the first move. Fine, she'd stay playful, and hoped he would lighten up a notch... or five. Yet she was still annoyed, for he had ruined all of her anticipation.
"Oh, put your claws away, wolf," she said casually, not even caring to look over at him. All werewolves seemed so angry and hot-headed. Just because they were of a different species didn't mean they had to rip each other's heads off. She'd been giving him all the right signs, and yet the instance he noticed she was a vampire, he was ready to bolt. "You're no fun," she continued, and looked over at him to show she was pouting, her bottom lip stuck out slightly. Would that work for him? She didn't know. But it was worth a try at least.
All of this stranger's anger briefly made her think of Adam. Her mind didn't go there very often, but when it did, it was painful. She still to this day didn't understand how someone you loved could treat you so wrong. Gabby wasn't even sure if she understood what love was anymore. Adam had ruined that for her. She sometimes wished it hadn't been ruined for her, then at least she could go through her extremely long life with someone by her side. Or the hope that she would eventually find someone. But for now, toying and playing were fine with getting her through her days and nights. And when she was normally craving intimacy, she could easily find someone to warm her bed.
The sun was rising higher, and irritating her more. When the sun was at its peak, it was almost painful for her. She typically liked to spend that time of the day inside and away from windows. Thankfully, that time was far from here. She glanced over at Mr. Handsome next to her, pushing all of her worries and fears aside. She didn't want to be so dreary and ruin what could be a perfect day. She reached over to give his bicep a squeeze, feeling the definition of muscle underneath. "Pretty big muscles ya got there..." she said somewhat seductively, glancing his way once more.