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“See you,” he says and then hangs up.

I can’t say I’m not excited about going out with Ethan, but I get a strange vibe off him, like intense attraction and trouble all mixed in together, it’s confusing.

After buying food today I have exactly eleven pounds and fifty-seven pence left to live on for the foreseeable future. I need to find work and quick. At six-thirty I leave to catch a bus in the direction of Crimson. The fare is one-fifty, that leaves me with ten pounds seven pence. I like to do the maths, it keeps my mind occupied. When I get to Crimson I knock on the door because it hasn’t opened for business yet.

I still can’t get my head around the fact that Ethan owns this place, he just seems so young and care-free, not like a stressed out business owner at all. The big black iron door creaks open and a second later Lucas peeks his head out.

“Well hello, come to see me have you?” He leers, showing off those ridiculous fake fangs again

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Some people just don’t know where to draw the line between real life and fantasy. My friend Amanda once convinced her boyfriend to let her drink his blood. She made him get tested and all beforehand, but still, I can’t see the logic to it. Or the pleasure. Amanda is a hard-core vampire role-play enthusiast. Perhaps I should introduce her to Lucas. I hesitate, what do I say to him?

“I, um, I’m here to meet Ethan.”

“Yes I know, just playin’ with ya,” he says with a grin, and all of a sudden the tension I’d felt a second ago has disappeared. “Come in,” he says, gesturing into the club.

He leads the way out to the hallway at the back and straight to Ethan’s office. Lucas knocks first, and I hear Ethan’s muffled voice say, “Enter.” How strange and formal, somebody definitely enjoys being the boss.

I peer down at myself to check I look all right. I’m still wearing the black jeans and white cardigan. I hold my coat over my arm. I hope he hadn’t planned on going anywhere fancy.

Lucas waits for me to go in and then says, “See you,” while smiling widely. Funny, the fangs are gone now, and I hadn’t noticed him remove them. He leaves and I stand by the door, the furthest away from Ethan as I can get. I don’t know where that instinct comes from.

“Hi.” I say.

“Hi yourself,” he replies, shrugging into a navy jacket. Then he comes over to me all too quickly, takes my hand and places a delicate kiss on my skin. I shiver.

“You look good enough to eat,” he breathes. “And you smell even better.”

“Sure I do,” I reply, trying for nonchalant and failing. The breathing hitches tend to give me away.

“Shall we?” he says, presenting me with his arm.

“Sure, where are we going?” I ask, genuinely curious.

“There’s this diner I like to go to for food. We could go there if you want?”

“All right, after you.”

He smiles intensely and leads me out the back to the car park. His silvery black Cadillac is parked in the best spot. God, I could probably survive for years on the price of that car.

“Nice wheels by the way,” I tell him as I strap myself in.

“She’s a beauty isn’t she,” he says, all in love with his shiny toy.

“Just out of curiosity, how much did this thing cost?” I ask.

“Bought her in the States last summer, cost about $67,000.”

“Fuck, that’s obscene.” I gasp. I’m also a little repulsed. To spend that on a car seems a waste to me.

“Not really, I like to ride in style.”

“Evidently.”

“It doesn’t sit well with your morals does it?” he grins, seeming to enjoy my obvious disgust.

“What doesn’t?” I feign ignorance, knowing that if I start on the subject I won’t stop until he realises I’m far too left wing for his liking. And pardon me for thinking with my stomach, but I want whatever free meal he’s planning on buying me.

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