The next three weeks seemed to drag by slower than a snail across the ice!
Eric upped his calls to almost every night. He did not bring up that night again over the phone, and for that she was thankful.
Just before he was due to come back into town she had finally come up with a blood wine that should work. The only problem was that it did need one drop of human blood per bottle. However, the shelf life was close to a year. So she could bleed a half a bottle from a human then not need to do that again for a year. She would be satisfied, no one would know, no one would die.
She readied everything for Eric’s visit. Being able to take just a half bottle from him would be fantastic!
Eric did come this time and as soon as she let him in and he dropped his duffel bag he grabbed her up in a
