"I had a wonderful time last night," he said in a low voice, running his fingertips slowly from my shoulder to my waist, gently bushing the side of my breast, then wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me to his chest. "I want to see you again."

"I'm afraid that's not possible." I pulled back, and he released me. Then, I turned to leave.

"Look, just one date," he said, stopping me. "Please."

I took a deep breath. "Lance, you're a vampire."

"Yes, ...