My Vampire Kidnapper by Lillith Devero (general ebook reader txt) 📕

in the side that went up to her knee.
"What do you think? I think it’s perfect and it brings out the highlights in your eyes." Xavier threw the dress on the bed and went to the shoe rack in the back and grabbed some silver heels and threw them on the bed too.
"Okay, now you get dressed and I'll be back in a few minutes to take you to the ballroom." As he turned to go Jenn asked "You're going to teach me to dance?" "And other things." Xavier closed the door and walked off.
Jenn grabbed a bra out of the closet, grabbed the dress, and headed to the bathroom. Now that Xavier had awoken Jenn felt much stronger. Once she had the dress was on she put her hair in a ponytail since she figured that she didn't have time to shower.
As she walked out she decided to test her telepathy. She concentrated on the heels, imagined them floating towards and landing in front of her. Jenn watched as the heels slowly rose from the bed and onto the floor in front of her. No blackouts. Good. Jenn thought to herself. She was a little winded though.
As Jenn stepped into the heels Xavier reentered the room, in a tux! Very shocking. Jenn didn't think he was the kind of person who would wear a tuxedo.
Xavier extended his hand. "Come on, we need to get to work Jennifer." As Jennifer grabbed she swore that she felt a little shock go through her.
Chapter 6

Jennifer looked beautiful considering that she just woke up. She wasn't even wearing make-up yet.
As she reached towards him to grab his hand he thought to himself Yep this is going to work.
As their hands made contact he felt a jolt go through him. Xavier immediately dismissed it as static electricity.
He didn't want or need a connection to this girl. It would just make everything more complicated. His plan was already almost too complex.
He couldn't waste any more time so he (with his vampiric speed) ran them to the ballroom with her in his arms. As he did so he felt her beginning to feel attracted to him.
It might be easier if she became attracted to him. Xavier puzzled over it for a second and decided that it might be.
The ballroom to her was probably magnificent, but to him, it was nothing compared to the one that he had when he was alive. This ballroom was huge. The walls were a goldish hue that blended perfectly with the marble floor. The chandelier was beautiful. It had intertwined braces that looked like vines with crystal flowers strewn across them. There would've been mirrors but Xavier couldn't be seen in them and that would disturb guests. There was a table to the right with a cd player on it.
Xavier put Jennifer down and walked over to the CD player. "We will start with something simple and build you up as far as you can go."
They danced for hours without end. Eventually they got to a song that Jennifer knew.
It was a slow song that she had danced to at prom with her friends, because she didn't believe in dating in high school.
Xavier was surprised that she knew it. It had been his favorite when he was alive. He would use to dance to it by himself in his room in the middle of the night.
They both began to twirl around and around the room, having the time of their lives. Gregor walked by the open door and saw them spinning. He didn't think he had ever seen Xavier enjoying himself so much. He knew Jennifer was going to be good for him. Then Gregor walked away to continue his nightly duties.
By the time the song ended, Jennifer had been so overjoyed that she had levitated them into the air up by the chandelier.
She looked into his eyes as they floated. She could see the joy flowing through him too.
As she stared into them she lost her concentration and they began to fall. Before she hit the ground Xavier grabbed her around her waist and bent his knees to receive the shock of the fall. When they hit the ground he collapsed on top of her with his legs next to her.
She could only see the lust in his eyes for a second before he jumped up quickly and exited the room. The red haired woman came in just as he exited and escorted her back to her room.
She couldn't concentrate on the decor as they walked to her room. She was still in a daze from their dance and the look in his eyes.

Chapter 7

Xavier and Jennifer continued the lessons for weeks but instead of wearing tuxes and dresses they just wore casual clothes like t-shirts and jeans.
Jenn began to sleep during the day like Xavier and lost track of what day it was unless he told her at practice.
Throughout the weeks Jenn had not yet met Gregor.
All that she dreamed about him was all she knew.
Since the first dance practice Jenn hadn't had any more of the psychic dreams. She wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing, but it meant that her head hurt less.
Jenn decided that today at practice that she would tell Xavier about the dreams. It was probably a bad idea, but she was going to do it anyway.
Xavier had just finished teaching her a waltz in the ball room and let her take a break. Jenn's breaks included her sitting in the same corner and drinking some water as Xavier left to go do something. Probably to go talk about me to Gregor. Jenn assumed.
She decided that this would be a perfect time to tell him.
Before he could leave the room she stopped him.
"Xavier?"
"Yes, Jennifer?"
"There is something that I haven't told you."
Xavier glared at her. "No! No. It’s not bad. You'll probably think that it’s kind of good." Jenn stammered quickly. Xavier raised an eyebrow at her in question. "Well? What is it?"
"I think that I might also be psychic along with my telepathy." Jenn cringed away in fear waiting for him to strike a blow across her cheek.
But he just walked over to where she was sitting, and sat in front of her with his legs folded underneath him. "Why do you have reason to believe that you might be psychic?"
"Well... The first time I suspected was when I tried to use telepathy on the first night when you told me not to."
"Really? After I told you not to?" Jenn responded by saying "I was more rebellious then. It was only because I thought you might..." "It’s okay. I understand. Please continue."
"When I tried, I flew backwards and hit my head on the wall. I dreamed about you and Gregor, so if you're trying to hide him from me, it’s no use I already know who he is." "Oh really? Then what does he look like?" "He is kind of plump with black hair and grey eyes." "Hmm..." Jenn couldn't understand what else he said because he was mumbling.
"So what did this 'dream' include?" Xavier asked, clearly interested.
"Gregor was pacing in front of a bookshelf and you were talking about a plan that included me and whether or not it will work. Not a big shock that you had a plan for me I expected it. I mean, why else would you kidnap me?"
"I'm sorry you had to see that." Xavier said as he set his hand on her shoulder. Jenn wished that he would wrap his arms around her shoulders and pull her closer to him, but that wasn't going to happen.
Jennifer sighed in sorrow. "It’s okay, really. You're the kidnapper and I'm the kidnappie. It happens. In a way, you are probably the nicest kidnapper that I will ever meet. But I hope I don't meet another."
"You said the first time you suspected. Does that mean there is another time?" Xavier asked as he tried not to laugh at her joke. Jenn didn't think that she had ever seen him so close to laughing. That was a good sign. He was warming up to her, as she to him.
"The second time was the next night when you woke up. Ava and I were on the trail to the cabin where she was taking me. I collapsed on the ground and I saw you when you woke up, when you ran into my room, and then when you pushed the button on that remote tracker thing. It had been shorter than the last. Right when it finished I was in pain and you were in front of me." Jenn cringed back at the memory of the excruciating pain.
Xavier grabbed her shoulders and pulled her to him. As she was right in front of him, trying not to burst into tears, he hugged her. It wasn't a hard hug; it was a soft caring hug. Like a father's hug rather than a boyfriend's hug. "I'm sorry Jennifer. I really didn't want to hurt you, but you ran. You not to run know right?" Jenn could only nod, she was crying too hard for words.
Once all of her tears were shed she pulled away and saw that she had stained his t-shirt. "Oh! I'm sorry! I didn't mean..." "It’s okay Jennifer, Red will wash it."
Red. So that's the mystery woman's name. Not very original. Jenn thought smirking. Jennifer isn't very original either though.
Xavier pulled her off of the ground to walk her back to her room. So Jenn thought that this would be a good time for her other question.
As they began to pass the dining hall (Yes, not room. It was huge!), Jenn dropped the bomb.
"Xavier? I have a small request." She asked in a quiet voice, knowing that he would hear her.
"You can have anything you want, as long as it doesn't break any of the rules, and you know what they are, so you may ask."
Jenn tugged in a big breath of air and asked him her question. "Could I have a friend?"
"What?" Xavier asked in a puzzled tone.
"It’s not that I don't like