7:30
Chloe sighed as she set down her cellphone. Her informant hadn’t bothered contacting her since his last text and he wasn’t replying to any of her own texts or phone calls. She impatiently tapped her phone’s screen, willing a message to appear. She could feel deep down in her core that this was important. Then she noticed the wide smile that was still on Clark’s face as he drove.
“Hey!” she playfully slapped his arm. “Take this seriously, okay? It’s important to me.”
Clark glanced at her, that mischievous grin as wide as ever. The reason he was smiling, of course, was because he couldn’t get the image of his blond friend fingering her wet twat out of his head. He smile only grew when he realized that he could still smell her pussy juices on the hand that had smacked him.
“Vampires?” he murmured, trying to look normal. “For real?”
“It’s what my informant told me,” she shrugged. “But seriously, with all of the Meteor Freaks we’ve faced, are Vampires so far-fetched?”
Clark sighed. It really wasn’t so strange, but he still doubted that Vampires would be hanging out in boring old Smallville. Everything he knew about Vampires pointed to leather clad seductresses rubbing up against unsuspecting men at raves. The young man bit his lips and he stole another glance at Chloe, now imagining her in a tight leather outfit rubbing against him…
“So where are we going?” he asked, turning his attention back to the road.
“Some musty old bookshop downtown,” she murmured, finally pocketing her phone. “It should be near the Talon, actually, so just park around there.”
“Mmm-hmm,” Clark nodded, doing just that. “So why did you call me, Chloe? It can’t just be to drive you around while you text someone.”
“Well, to be honest, I haven’t actually ever met this guy before,” Chloe murmured as she and Clark got out of the car. “I trust a strong, handsome man like you can keep me safe, right?” she asked in a low husky voice, coming around to run her hand down Clark’s broad chest.
His smile this time made Chloe blush in spite of herself. She wondered for a moment if he had caught her fingering herself this morning. The thought made her heart flutter. A sly smile grew on her lips to match his. But then her phone went off in her pocket. She slipped it out and glanced at the screen before her eyes widened. She turned and started running.
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