**Eighteen years later**
Camilla Smythe was fed up with her life and determined to do something about it!
She awakened that morning, mind made up, she was going to find her vampire dream man. She decided waiting her for him was no longer an option.
So, she’d gone to Smythe Enterprises on a mission. That mission was to convince her father she had something important to do before she took the company over. Little did she know it would only end up with her receiving another lecture!
Her father hadn’t even given her time to tell him why she was there. No, he’d started right in with his lecturing…AGAIN!
He was determined that now was the time for her to do something with her life besides daydream, his words not hers! Of course, this wasn’t the first time he had done this but today it was too much!
Maybe this sudden impatience was because I dreamed of HIM again last night! It had been almost two weeks since the last one, but now, now I need to find him! She thought with longing.
Right after college she had done as her father had asked and learned the business of Smythe Enterprises backward and forward.
Now she was doing what she loved, painting!
Father was not happy about that, because he and mother wanted her to take over, so they could travel.
Camilla wasn’t agreeing to what he wanted fast enough. So, now here they were, once more, arguing!
“Camilla, it’s time for you to get serious now. You’ll soon be thirty years old and have nothing to show for it,” Father declared. “Now, I know your art is important to you and you have done very well with it but…”
“Yes, father, I know!” Camilla huffed. “I’m you only child and must be ready to take over Smythe Enterprises or have a husband willing to do it for me! But father…” she almost whispered, “I haven’t found him yet.”
Her father’s brow wrinkled. “Found who Camilla?”
She shook her head because she knew she could never tell her dad the whole truth.
I know it’s crazy to still be dreaming of him, after all these years. I don’t know who he is or where he is, but somehow, I know I’m meant to be with him. How would I explain this to my father? Explain that because of him, I’ve never even looked at another guy, even though Shelly is always trying to push men at me. Camilla though as her mind flashed back to a conversation she’d had recently with Shelly.
“Aw, come on Camilla! What if you never find this guy? What if a dream is all he is? Then what? Are you prepared to live with that? Are you going to live your life alone having never experienced even a KISS with a guy?” Shelly had asked.
“I know it’s crazy Shelly, but I feel like if I go out with someone, I’d be cheating on him.” Camilla had admitted in a whisper.
Shelly had scoffed. “Oh please! How many guys wait for the girl now days? So why should you wait for him?”
“Because I want to!” Camilla had told her stubbornly.
Shelly had giving a long-suffering sigh. “All I have to say is you have a whole lot more will power then I do. I haven’t slept with a guy yet, but I have at least kissed a few,” Shelly had admitted herself then. She had looked down at her hands, twisting in her lap before also softly admitting, “You know, crazy as this may sound but…I kinda feel like I’m waiting on somebody too Camilla.”
“There is no shame in waiting for that someone special Shelly, don’t let some guy tell you different just to get in your pants.” Camilla had solemnly told her.
Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, she found her father still waiting for her answer.
So, taking a deep breath she said, “You know, my soulmate. The one I’m meant to marry, like you and mother. Give me until my birthday to find him. If I don’t then…then I’ll do my duty and help you run Smythe Enterprises until I do meet him.”
Her father nodded. “All right Camilla, you have until your birthday. That gives you roughly nine months to find this soulmate of yours.
Camilla walked out of her father’s office with a sigh of relief at the reprieve she’d been given. She then quickly hurried home to pack.
“Why Camilla, why do you have to leave?” Mother asked from her bedroom doorway.
Camilla sighed as she closed her suitcase. She knew her mother didn’t understand, but what could she tell her really?
Oh well, you see mother, I’m in love. Only, I’ve never met him, but I’ve been dreaming about him for eighteen years now. Oh, and did I mention, I think he might be a vampire ’cause his eyes are red? Camilla thought.
She snorted silently. Oh yeah, that would go over well!
“Camilla?” Mother questioned as she came to sit down on the bed.
Finally, turning to face her mother, she said, “Mother, none of the guys here are interested in anything but my name and the prestige if would bring them. So, I’m going to search for my love elsewhere. I want a love like you and father have. Nothing short of that will make me happy.”
Camilla had grown up in a loving home, hugs and kisses between her parents and her. She knew they had married for love, and they showed it to her every day. That was the kind of love she wanted for herself!
“Don’t worry about me mother. I’ll be okay,’ Camilla told her.
Turning away from her mother, she grabbed her suitcases from the bed. Then she walked out the door toward her destiny.
It had been four months since Camilla had left home. She was no closer to finding him now then she had been then.
She didn’t know what she had expected. Maybe she thought if she left town she’d magically find him, but she hadn’t. She didn’t even know what she was doing any more, except burning gas and daylight.
Now she just felt like crying because all the excitement of the search was gone. In fact, as she lay on her motel bed, that was what she was doing.
“Maybe I was being stupid. Maybe vampires really don’t exist, and I’m just chasing a fantasy! Maybe I should just admit defeat and go home,” she sobbed.
Finally, her tears dried, and she fell into a restless slumber.
Camilla was laying on a bed so soft it felt like a cloud. There was a muscled arm under her head and a masculine body behind her.
“Mm…meine Geliebte, you smell so very good.”
“What do I smell like?” She asked.
“Like fresh, ripe peaches and it makes my mouth water. I wonder if you would taste as delicious as you smell?” He whispered, his slightly cool breath on her ear making her shiver.
This brought a smile to her face,
He then began to kiss along her neck as his hand moved down her thigh.
She whimpered softly at the feel of his hand moving under her gown.
His touch was cool and slightly rough as it caused tingles to move up her spine.
He let out a deep, sexy, chuckle.
This caused her to whimper in her need of him and more of his touch.
“I’ve waited so many years for you meine Geliebte. I need you to find me now,” he whispered close to her ear.
His words had her eyes popping open. It was almost as if he knew she was at the end of her rope. Of course, this was a dream, and anything can happen in a dream.
“How, how do I find you?” She whispered to him as she looked over her shoulder.
As with all her dreams, he was a fuzzy image behind her. She squinted, trying to bring him into focus, but couldn’t. All she could tell was what she already knew from previous dreams. His hair was brown, his eyes red, his skin slightly pale, and his shoulders amazingly broad.
“Don’t give up Geliebte. You are so close to finding me,” he whispered huskily.
Then, just for a second, her vision cleared. That is when she saw the most beautiful blue eyes she had ever seen, before he vanished completely.
Camilla woke up with a breathless gasp as her dream ended.
“Blue, his eyes are blue!” She whispered, excitedly.
Blue eyes were a detail she had never had before and would hopefully be helpful in her search.
Realizing it was now daylight, she jumped out of bed and began to get dressed for the day.
Getting into her car an hour later, she made her way to the McDonald's she had seen on her way in to town. Going inside, she ordered her food. Once it was ready, she sat down in a corner booth and pulled out her map.
As she ate, she studied it.
“Where should I go next?” She muttered as her finger trailed along the road map. “This is where I came from…this is where I am….”
She had a gut feeling she should go left. She frowned, left, that would take her into Florida.
So, should she go left?
Then she shrugged, and thought, Eh, why not? So, left it is!
So, standing up, she threw her trash away and headed for her car.
Later that afternoon, Camilla turned her blinker on to take the next exit off the interstate.
“Welcome to Milton, Florida,” she said, reading the sign as she drove down the exit ramp. Her stomach growled long and loud. “Need food!”
She began to look for something to eat, but there was nothing good on the left. So, looking to the right, she saw a big sign advertising Subway. Deciding that sounded pretty good right now, she headed towards it as she continued to look over the town.
As she passed by a large car dealership, her stomach twisted. She felt excitement begin to build. She was puzzled by her reaction, even as her breath shortened, and her hands began to sweat.
“What is wrong with you girl? Calm down! Deep breaths…” she told herself out loud. “VOGEL AUTOMOTIVE, never heard of it. Is that where he is? Is that where I’ll finally find him?” She whispered even as she gave it one last longing look as she passed by it.
She forced herself to keep going down the road and eventually pulled it the Subway parking lot. Maybe she was just hungry.
“Eat now, check out the dealership later,” she told herself.
Then getting out of her car, she almost ran for the restaurant. It was a struggle, because her heart and her feet wanted to go the other way!
Camilla didn’t think she had ever eaten so fast, but she had eaten in ten minutes flat. Now she was stepping out onto the sidewalk and taking deep breath of humid air. The breeze lightly ruffled her hair as she gazed down the street at the large sign that read: VOGEL AUTOMOTIVE.
Her mind was blank as her feet took off down the sidewalk at a fast pace. It was almost as if someone had her on a leash and was guiding her. She completely forgot about the car she was leaving behind as she hurried toward the dealership.
Walking in the double doors of the dealership a few moments later, she never stopped moving. Seeing a hallway ahead of her, she moved toward it.
“Excuse me? Miss, can I help you?”
Across the tile floor towards a hallway.
“Miss? Miss! You can’t go down there!”
Counting doors, one, two, three…stopping. Leo Vogel, Owner. Even his name did something to her insides. She knew this was the right place now.
“Miss please! These are private offices.”
Camilla finally turned to look at the harried looking woman who was frowning at her.
“Do you have an appointment?” The woman asked.
An appointment? No, I don’t have an appointment. Camilla thought as she stared at the woman silently. Then, thinking of the name on the door, Leo Vogel, she smiled.
“Oh, well, not exactly,” Camilla said, as she tried to look innocent. “He’s a good friend of my fathers. I just wanted to stop in and say hello since I’m passing through. My father probably told him I’d be out this way anyway.”
“Oh. Well, alright then,” the woman said, looking a bit relieved. “He doesn’t have any appointments for quite some time. So, I suppose it would be alright.”
Camilla watched the woman turn and walk away. She herself gave a sigh of relief. She then turned to stare at the door as she took a deep breath. Pushing up her glasses and straightening her shoulders, she prepared herself for what was behind the door.
Then, turning the door knob, she walked in.
The man behind the desk was already looking up. He tilted his head questioningly as she closed and locked the door.
They stared at each other for long moments, saying nothing.
Camilla took in his almost military cut brown hair with just a touch of gray at his temple and his pale skin. His features were slightly sharp, and she noticed he had a jagged scar right under his left eye. His eyes though, they almost begged for her attention as he stood and walked around his desk. They were as blue as the ocean deep and she was drowning in them.
He took a deep breath and she saw something flare in those eyes for just a moment.
She moved closer to him and softly said, “I have been searching for you almost my whole life and was beginning to think I wasn’t going to find you.”
“And why exactly have you been searching for me little one?” He asked in a gravelly voice
It was a voice she would recognize anywhere because it was the voice of her dreams.
“Because I want a vampire’s kiss and I want you to be the one to give it to me,” she replied. This of course was only half the reason, because deep down, she also knew he was hers, her soulmate.
His eyes widened.
Camilla stepped even closer as she breathed deeply of the musky cologne he wore. Her heart was pounding, and her stomach was twisted in knots, wondering if he would send her away thinking her crazy.
Just because she had dreamed of him didn’t mean he had dreamed of her. For all she knew he might have a wife or something by now! After coming so far, she was determined to give it one try though.
“Are you married?”
“Then I’m not leaving without what I came for,” she whispered, sighing with relief. Then she reached her hand out and lay it on his chest. She then continued, “I have dreamed about a male vampire since I was eleven years old.”
He cleared his throat, but his voice remained gravelly as he spoke. “How do you know it was a vampire in your dreams? Aren’t they supposed to be nothing but myth and legend?”
“Mm…maybe they are,” she agreed. “I know this one is real though because his eyes were the color of blood and he had fangs.”
“My eyes aren’t red and as you can see, I have no fangs,” he argued.
Was he trying to convince her he wasn’t who she was looking for? It didn’t matter if he was, because she would not be swayed.
“No, they are the color of the ocean so blue, just as they were when I dreamed of you last night. For the first time in eighteen years, you weren’t completely blurry. For just one moment in time, I saw your eyes clearly change from red to blue. You told me I was close, you told me to find you. Not only that, but I would know your voice anywhere. So, now I want what I came for, your kiss!”
“Yes, please,” she begged him.
She then leaned her small body into his and waited.