The Vampire's Heir

Chapter 1

5 Years Later

Cameron's POV:

I'm currently walking the streets of the town, with a map in my hands trying to find this place of business. I've been doing this all day now, trying to locate different places, and the sun is starting to set but is already behind all the buildings. I just graduated high school a couple of months ago and I moved to Chicago in hopes of finding a part-time job to help my parents out with the cost. My family didn't really have the money to send me to college but I was able to get some scholarships and if I help with the cost we thought it would be doable.

The buildings here are so tall compared to what I was used to back at home. Looking up at them almost puts a pain in your neck. Then you get turned around because you no longer can tell what direction you were even walking!

I almost lose my balance and in that same instant, some jerk went flying past me, hitting me in the process. He was running so fast I didn't even see him. My map goes flying out of my hands, caught by the breeze, and blows away. My purse falls to the ground and I would have hit the sidewalk too if it wasn't for someone grabbing my arm and lifting me back up.

I look up at the man who caught me from hitting the concrete. His gorgeous grey eyes were looking down at me. I was so mesmerized by the look he was giving me. His hair was a mess but yet it looked like it was styled that way on purpose. It was a few inches long and stuck up in the air on top but was slicked back on the sides. He was clean-shaven which allowed you to see his strong jawline and cleft chin. He had sideburns that went partway down the side of his face but they were kept short and clean looking. He was several inches taller than me and looked fairly buff in the t-shirt he was wearing.

I noticed right away that he had tattoos all down his arms along with one on the side of his neck. I could also see part of one peaking out through the neck hole of his t-shirt as well. I'm not one to judge a person based on what I see but something about him tells me that he is dangerous. I don't know what it is about him, but maybe it's the look he is giving me that makes me feel like he wants to eat me or it's all the tattoos everywhere.

The feel of his cold touch on the naked skin of my arm was sending a tingling sensation through my body that I couldn't explain, distracting me from the fact that he felt so cold. Regardless of what I was thinking on what kind of man he was, something was making me feel connected to him somehow. I know right? Crazy. He's a complete stranger, whom I have never seen before in my life but yet I feel that I can't ever let him out of my sight.

"Let me help you miss." He said in such a deep seductive voice that made me want to memorize it forever.

"Uh.....um...." I started to say but fell over my words as he knelt down and picked up my purse and handed it to me.

"T-Thank you." I finally spit out when I grabbed my purse and put it back over my shoulder.

"You look lost. I can help you find your way." He continued to say to me but I just couldn't seem to find the words that I wanted to say.

"Ah, yea. Sure." I said and he just looked at me.

"Where are you going?" He finally asked after an awkward moment of silence.

"Oh, yes. My destination. Um, I was trying to find this address." I said as my shaking hands pulled out a small piece of paper that I had written the address down on and stuffed into my purse.

He took the piece of paper from my hand and took a look at it. I, on the other hand, couldn't stop staring at him. How is it possible for him to be so gorgeous? His skin was so flawless and perfect. His scent that I could smell from being so close to him was intoxicating and addictive. Everything about this man made me want to touch him and let him do whatever it is he wants to me.

Shut it, Cam, it's just your virgin self who has never been with a man getting all horny on you. I thought to myself. It's not like I haven't tried dating through the years but it seems like whoever I think about going out with, they just don't show up or they just plain disappear. I'm starting to feel like I am destined to be a nun or something. That on its own makes me want to get in bed with any man just to prove to myself that being a nun was not in my future. I just can't get myself to actually do that, regardless. I still want it to be my decision and not because of lust or the fear of being a nun.

'You're only a few blocks away from it. I can show you if you like." He said and held his arm out for me to take.

Something about it felt so old-fashioned and even though I should be leary of it because he is a stranger, I took his arm anyway. I just feel some kind of pull towards him that I can't explain. Is love at first sight a real thing? Is it possible? He set his other hand over mine, sending that weird sensation through my skin again and he smiled.

I was hooked. That man's smile was all it took. There's no way I could ever let him out of my life now.

"So what's your name?" He asked me as we started to walk casually down the sidewalk towards my destination.

"Cameron but my friends always called me Cam for short," I told him and he nodded.

"That's a pretty name. Do you have a middle name and last?" He continued.

I know I should feel nervous about giving him my full name but I feel compelled to. I can't put my finger on it, but I feel that I need to answer his question.

"Cameron Lynn Harper," I told him and he just nodded his head again.

"I'm Clayton by the way. Clayton Marcus James but you can just call me Clay for short if you want." He said with a chuckle that made me laugh as well.

We continued to walk the few more blocks until he stopped in front of a tall business building with full-sized windows.

"Well, this is the building on your paper." He told me and let go of my arm.

"Thank you," I said with a smile.

"Why do you want to know where this attorney's office was located at? That is if you don't mind me asking." He said.

"No, I don't mind. I'm scheduled to have a job interview here tomorrow. Nothing special, just someone who delivers files, the lunches, and any other filing or whatever they need me to do." I told him and it suddenly felt like the lamest job ever.

Now I was wishing I didn't tell him any of that. He probably thinks I'm just some lowlife that he could never get involved with.

"I see." He said, giving me the impression that I was right about him never wanting to see me again.

"Thank you," I told him as I nodded and started to walk away from him.

Now that I know where the building is I should be able to find it for my interview tomorrow. It's a little farther than what I would have liked but it is supposed to offer advancement and that is what I was looking for. That is, if it worked with my class schedule.

"Cam?"

I heard him suddenly say after I had walked several feet away from him. I turned around to look at him but he was suddenly right behind me. I swear he was so much farther away than that and he sounded so much more distant.

"Y-Yes?" I asked with an unsure tone in my voice.

'Would you like to get some coffee?" He asked and without wanting to, I scrunched up my nose at the thought of coffee.

"I guess you don't like coffee?" He asked when he noticed the look on my face.

"Not really. I love the smell, just can't get past the taste." I confessed to him.

"Oh. What about hot chocolate then? There's a coffee shop down the street on the other side that serves both." He said and I felt my heart start to flutter.

I was feeling the giddy feeling of going on my first date even though I don't think this would be considered a date. I do think, however, that it could be the start of something that could turn into a date. Possibly several dates. A sign that tells me that being a nun wasn't for me, I hope.

"Sure. That sounds like fun." I told him with a smile and he smiled back.

"Great! Come with me. I think you'll love the place. It's got all kinds of flavors to try." He said all excitedly.

I laughed at his silliness and we walked across the street and then down a few blocks to the coffee shop. We stepped inside and the aroma of the coffee mixed with hot chocolates and the variety of flavors hit my nose. It was a wonderful combination to get your senses going wild.

We stepped up to the counter and my eyes scanned the menu of choices. It was hard to decide on what flavor I wanted. I looked over at him and saw that he was looking at me.

"What?" I asked almost feeling a little uneasy yet flattered for him to be looking at me the way that he was.

"Nothing, you're just so much more pretty than I remembered." He said and I leaned back a little.

"Than you remembered? What do you mean?" I asked, now feeling a little unsure of this encounter.

Has this guy been following me around? Has he been spying on me? I thought as I started to freak out over it and had the sudden urge to run.

"No, I didn't finish my thought. I was trying to say that you are much prettier than the last flower I remembered looking at." He said and I lifted one eyebrow at him.

I thought about what he said for a moment. I wasn't sure if I believed that I really did cut him off from his thought or not. Now I can't remember if I did or not and I'm starting to think that maybe I did and maybe he really was going to say that. I just didn't give him the chance to.

"Thank you," I told him and we both looked back over at the person standing there waiting to take our order.

We took our cups and walked over to one of the booths and sat down. He sat across from me and took a sip of his mocha that he ordered while I blew down my vanilla caramel hot chocolate.

"So what brings you to Chicago?" He asks after a few moments of us enjoying our drinks.

"It's where I'm going to go to college. After I graduated I looked for a college that wasn't too pricey and that my family could afford along with some help from a job that I got while I was here. I also thought if it was a place that I could advance at that maybe it would help even more." I told him and he nodded as he took another sip.

"Well, I'm glad you decided to come here." He said.

"I hope so. I hope I don't fail." I said and laughed.

"I think you will be just fine." He told me and I smiled.

After we were done with our drinks and left the coffee shop, we walked out onto the sidewalk. The once warm breeze had cooled down as the sun set completely and the street lights were coming on. I shivered a little in the cold.

"Can I walk you home? It's getting dark and I don't want you to walk home alone at night. You don't know what could be lurking around in the shadows." He said to me and I agreed.

I really don't know my way around here and I would hate to get turned around and go down the wrong way only go get mugged or killed.

"Yeah, that's probably a good idea," I told him and we started to walk down the street.

We walked several blocks until we finally came to my apartment building. We stopped in front of the gate that was in front of the steps that led you up to the front door of the building. Before I opened the gate I turned around and looked up at him.

"Thank you, for your help," I told him and he smiled.

"Anytime." He said and continued to look into my eyes.

I really didn't want him to leave but I knew that I really shouldn't invite him into my place. Not yet at least. I have to get to know him better before we take that next step. I still get some kind of feeling that something is different about him even though I feel at ease with him.

"Well, I probably should head in," I said to him and turned to open the gate.

"Would you like to do something tomorrow night after your interview?" He asked before I had a chance to open the gate and walk away from him.

"Sure. That would be nice." I said with a smile that faded quickly when I saw the look in his eyes.

The look of lust was evident and he kept looking down at my neck. My heart was beating quickly, almost racing its way around my chest. His sexy lips that looked so soft to kiss parted slightly. I was feeling nervous and scared of what he was going to do but more scared of him not doing what I wanted him to do and that was for him to kiss me.

I know what we did wasn't a date and that this doesn't constitute as a good night kiss to end a nice date but I felt like I wanted him to kiss me. My lips parted as well, anticipating the chance of him kissing me as his eyes traveled up to my lips.

He moved a little closer to me and leaned in. My eyes closed as I waited for his lips to touch mine. I felt his breath tickle the side of my cheek till he was close to my ear.

"Have a goodnight." He whispered and I swallowed hard.

The feeling he was creating by being this close was causing my body to feel so many things that it has never felt before. I just wanted to wrap my arms around his neck and pull him into me. I wanted to touch him, to taste him. I wanted everything I could get from him.

I felt his breath along my cheek again causing my breathing to almost stop. His soft lips lightly pressed against my cheek, giving me that simple none romantic kiss before he pulled away. They too felt cold to the touch but it didn't matter because I was thinking too much in the way he was making me feel.

I opened my eyes slowly but then had to blink several times thinking my vision was off. I swear I just saw his eyes a deep crimson red-like color but the moment I blinked to get a better look at them, they were back to their normal grey color. I must be tired. Either that or these street lights and apartment lights behind me were messing with my vision.

"Goodnight." I told him and quickly grabbed the gate and opened it.

I turned around to get one more glance at him before I walked into my building but he wasn't there. I walked down the steps and looked down the sidewalk on both sides but he was nowhere to be seen. How is that possible? I just shook my head of the thoughts and headed up to my apartment and got ready for bed.