Because I Want a Vampire's Kiss! (Book 3)

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Chapter 2

**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 for him here 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 has been almost two weeks since the last one, but now I need to find him.

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. She wasn’t agreeing to what he wanted fast enough. So, now here they were, once more, arguing. It was a never-ending cycle.

“Camilla, it’s time for you to get serious now. You’ll soon be thirty-two 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!” Camila huffed. “I’m your only child and must be ready to take over Smythe Enterprises or have a husband willing to do it for me.” In a whisper, she said, “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’s 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 admitted in a whisper.

Shelly scoffed. “Oh please! How many guys wait for the girl nowadays? So why should you wait for him?”

“Because I want to,” Camilla told her stubbornly.

Shelly gave a long-suffering sigh. “All I have to say is you have a whole lot more willpower than I do. I haven’t slept with a guy yet, but I have at least kissed a few,” Shelly admitted then. She 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 to Camilla.”

“There is no shame in waiting for that someone special Shelly, don’t let some guy tell you differently just to get in your pants,” Camilla solemnly told her.

**Flashback Over**

Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, Camilla 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, I’ll do my duty and help you run Smythe Enterprises until I do meet him.”

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 the man I’m in love with. However, I have been dreaming about him for eighteen years now. Oh, and did I mention, I think he might be a vampire because his eyes are red?

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 it 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, with 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, 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 than 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 anymore, except for 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 truly 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, my beloved, 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 made her shiver and brought a smile to her face.

He 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. She moaned.

He let out a deep, sexy, chuckle. This caused her to whimper in her need for 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, glancing 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.

**Dream over**

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