Snippet #2554070

During Ada’s totally, completely and absolutely sincere cheering for the dancing couple, James lifted her hand to his lips to feed. She was a bit surprised at the suddenness of it but when vamps were hungry certain things tended to set them off so who knows what he smelled, saw or whatever to make him act. Despite her surprise she easily slid into a smirk as she watched him drink. The nip wasn’t bad at all, in fact throughout the years she’d built up quite a tolerance to the burn of fangs piercing her skin but she didn’t need to worry about toughing it out now; James was gentle.

He finished with a kiss and Ada’s smirk stayed in place as he looked up at her and spoke.

“Always so charming aren’t we? You better be careful tossing around those pretty French words mister or something is bound to happen to you.”

She flirtingly teased with James but his attention was pulled away to the new vamp that had been on the dance floor earlier. He left and, as always, mixed her drink with flair. Ada watched him toss the bottles around as if it were nothing and enjoyed the free show before turning her attention to the newbie.

Beautiful gown, beautiful woman, high class appearance overall; Ada would bet anything that she was stuck up. There was no way to tell around how old she was unless she flashed her fangs but guaranteed she was one of the older vamps. She’d only been in this new world for five years but in her opinion it was long enough to know just a little bit about a few things. Most older vamps had an aristocratic air about them, or as Ada liked to put it a stick up their ass attitude. This woman seemed to fit the bill but eh, who was she to judge.

Once Ada was satisfied with her observation of the new woman she watched James work behind the bar. Would it be against social expectations to take advantage of him on the bar right here and now? She couldn’t help but chuckle to herself at the thought of the scenario. Well, she might not be able to cause shock and awe like she wanted but James had to still be hungry, he was always a polite eater. When he was finished with the new girl she’d offer him some more blood then maybe talk him into walking her home before the sun came up. There was no way she would take a chance of repeating last spring when some asshole vampire jumped her and tried to drain her. Good thing male vamps still had balls to kick.

Ada leaned over the bar to get James’ attention; she was never one to care if someone was in the middle of something. When she wanted your attention then godammit she wanted your attention. She then pointed at the wrist he’d bitten, waggled her eyebrows and gave him an overly animated wink before sitting back down. Ah yea, she was smooth.