Ms. Blake? Now, he hadn’t called her that in a while, at least not until their initial meeting were long behind them, waving in the distance. And that change of demeanor, the ones that only vampires can successfully do almost shocked her. Anita was almost positive that it was because of her, that perhaps she had harmed his feelings- which she had now begun to realize after years of hunting them that they did- and perhaps harmed a potential friendship at that. Could she, an almost murderer in the eyes of many supernaturals, be friends with a vampire? Was that possible? How could she trust someone with the power to snap her spine in the blink of an eye? How could someone trust her enough to lay down their defenses and allow her to be a part of their life? Their death?
Anita felt the coming rages of another migraine and held the bridge of her nose in attempt to calm the gnashing sea of thoughts and worries.
“Hey.” After a few moments of quiet consideration, Anita stood and maneuvered her way around her desk, following the now somber vampire out of her door to her greatest of embarrassments. “Look, I didn’t mean to be rude or anything,” she smiled slowly, her eyes downcast, “It’s just been a long day and I haven’t had anything to eat.” She chuckled, “Remember, I get hangry.”
And now for an even odder moment, she found herself rubbing her hands on her work trousers, “Uh, would you like feed me? No, go eat with- er, come watch me eat?”
He was hurt and it was from how she was acting towards him, yes he was a vampire but he still had feelings and she had hurt them. He knew she found it hard to trust people and let her defenses down but he had been nothing but nice and a gentleman at that. He had not pushed the fact that he had feelings for her, he had not been as Jean-Claude had.
He stopped walking as she came out of the office, he turned and looked at her. “It is not what you said…..it is what you didn’t say, I could tell what was going through your head when I gave you my gift Ms.Blake. Do not blame it on being hangry.” He told her with s frown before running a hand over his face.
He thought about her offer for a moment, watching her rub her hands on her pants. “I can cook for you if you wish…Or we could go out and you can get something to eat.” Axel was still upset at how she had handled the who situation. “Though I will point something out Anita. I am not Jean-Claude, not everything I do is a play to get you into my bed nor is it a power play. I am on the council, I have enough power, I do not need to be master of this city. Though I have stayed long than I had planned because of certain things. The gift tonight was just that a gift for putting up with me and the ripples I have caused by being here. So do not assume that I am like every other vampire you have dealt with.” He told her letting everything that was building up with how she had been acting out.
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