“Are you ready?” Luca asked Mina as she approached the stables. It was a clear night, and the stars twinkled brightly overhead as the cool November breeze swept through Mina’s long, auburn hair.
“Of course,” she beamed, stopping just short of Luca.
I can’t kiss him here, she thought. Someone could be watching from one of the windows.
“What’s that in your arms?” she asked.
“Rather than hunt, I packed a picnic basket,” he said, a smile tugging at his lips. “It’s not much; just a blanket and some blood in a thermos to keep it warm.”
“You’re so romantic, Luca!” Mina gushed. “Let’s get out of here so I can kiss you.”
“As you wish, my angel,” he whispered. “Follow me.”
Luca took off sprinting with incredible Vampiric speed away from the castle, and Mina followed. As they ventured furth
