I approached the bar, next to where Damon was standing.
"Vodka." I ordered, with a smile.
"Wow, you like your liquor hard don't you?" Damon asked as he checked me out.
"Yeah, I figure why not live for the moment. And since we are vampires we have a lot of moments to live for."
"I like the way you think." His green eyes were dark and mysterious. He was the tall, dark and rugged handsome type. Women fell for him when they were just originally looking for a good, naughty time.
I was getting plenty of images from his head.
"Well, I like the way you look." I smiled.
"Such a flirt. But can you really handle that liquor?" He asked as the bartender handed me my drink.
I smirked and then chugged it. Two years ago I would have been on my knees, now I wasn't even tipsy.
"You can." He smiled.
