The day that Dexter had been longing for had finally arrived. He had been working flat out to try and source the King and his progeny fresh clean blood but was yet to find any. And with still no word back from Arabella about the letter that he had sent he was going to leave all the work that he had back in the King's home. This was his only night off this month. And he was going to enjoy it. Drumming his hand on the steering wheel as the radio belted a song that someone had chosen from the list of anthem's.
The passing cars drove past him as he squinted his eyes as their bright lights shone through the darkness. Having passed the sign signalling that he had entered Shreveport. He glanced down a turn off that would have led him to the vampire bar Fangtasia, but that was not his destination tonight. Glancing in his rear view mirror Dexter needed to make sure that he was not being followed, the last thing he needed was to be discovered in what he was doing.
Pulling off the highway Dexter pulled his vehicle down a back lane and quickly found what he was looking for, a motel. Parking his vehicle at the side of the run down building he parked the car and hopped out locking it up. Bypassing the reception Dexter headed straight for room 13. How predictable he grinned. Opening the door he was met with darkness, only but a dim light sat in the corner of the bedroom.
"Room 13? How un-lucky of you" he grinned.
Locking the door behind him, he reached for his suit jacket and peeled it from his shoulders draping it across the back of a chair.
"Quiet now are we? I thought you would have something to say?" he teased? "No?...Well this might make loosen your tongue" he grinned "The King no longer has a fresh blood supply, his one and only delivery of blood from Queen Constance is gone. It will not be long before he and his progeny start feeding on the staff....And if one of them are infected with Hep V, he will be dead with a few hours" he continued.
Removing his shirt and dropping it to the floor he began to work on his pants, unbuckling them he let them drop and pool at his feet.
"I should not be telling you this. If the King finds out then I will loose my head and that is the last thing either of us want" he spoke sternly.
Walking towards the bed he pulled back the covers and slipped inside letting out a groan. Slipping his hand around her waist as he pulled her body closer to his, his lips resting on the base of her neck.
"....Missed me?" he whispered.
The passing cars drove past him as he squinted his eyes as their bright lights shone through the darkness. Having passed the sign signalling that he had entered Shreveport. He glanced down a turn off that would have led him to the vampire bar Fangtasia, but that was not his destination tonight. Glancing in his rear view mirror Dexter needed to make sure that he was not being followed, the last thing he needed was to be discovered in what he was doing.
Pulling off the highway Dexter pulled his vehicle down a back lane and quickly found what he was looking for, a motel. Parking his vehicle at the side of the run down building he parked the car and hopped out locking it up. Bypassing the reception Dexter headed straight for room 13. How predictable he grinned. Opening the door he was met with darkness, only but a dim light sat in the corner of the bedroom.
"Room 13? How un-lucky of you" he grinned.
Locking the door behind him, he reached for his suit jacket and peeled it from his shoulders draping it across the back of a chair.
"Quiet now are we? I thought you would have something to say?" he teased? "No?...Well this might make loosen your tongue" he grinned "The King no longer has a fresh blood supply, his one and only delivery of blood from Queen Constance is gone. It will not be long before he and his progeny start feeding on the staff....And if one of them are infected with Hep V, he will be dead with a few hours" he continued.
Removing his shirt and dropping it to the floor he began to work on his pants, unbuckling them he let them drop and pool at his feet.
"I should not be telling you this. If the King finds out then I will loose my head and that is the last thing either of us want" he spoke sternly.
Walking towards the bed he pulled back the covers and slipped inside letting out a groan. Slipping his hand around her waist as he pulled her body closer to his, his lips resting on the base of her neck.
"....Missed me?" he whispered.