I take in a sharp breath and I realize that this is about to happen. Smiling to myself, I await the ding, signaling the arrival of the lift. Ding. W... both step into the elevator at the same time. Noticing his mistake, the man apologizes and allows me to enter ahead of him. There is something about this dark gentleman, he is stunning. A thought of familiarity rings in my head and I think of my friend’s fiancé. This man is built like Robert, but it can’t be. Robert does not have facial hair,. The next thing I realized was that my lips were on hers and we were passionately kissing each other. We were trying to stick our tongues out and we went on kissing deeply for few minutes. We then stopped with heavy breathing. It was like we had held our breath for a long time.Then I hugged her again and kissed her again. This time I kissed her all over her face. I then kissed her neck. When that happened, she had lost all her control. She also started to kiss me passionately. Again this went on. ‘Yes,’ she stammered. ‘It might help relax you under the circumstances,’ he licked his bottom lip tasting the wine. She noted the angry red bruise. Something about the boldness of that hue made her shiver. Arista’s gaze fixated on those lips. Dimitri handed her a glass of sweetened wine. Her fingertips brushed his erotically. He grimaced. How could a single touch evoke so many buried memories? He thought about the times he held her hand. He remembered the times he brushed his fingertips through. The powdery paleness of his skin appeared even whiter, contrasted against his silky jet black hair, and resembled the luster of cold marble. Great makeup job! Nancy grinned. And costume too! He sported an expensive looking European tuxedo that had a regal flare and a sweeping floor-length black velvet cape with a blood-red silk lining. "You must be Count Dracula," she said in mock formality. The stranger's eyes widened as if surprised. "You can address me so, if you wish," he bowed. "And what.