Marissa was more than a little nervous when they went back inside the bar. Knowing that Dawn was in there. Most of the patrons of the bar paid them no mind. A healthy chunk of them eyed them carefully. Rico still had a hold of her hand it was if it was a single to them. What that single was she wasn’t certain. Whatever that single was it seems to make them all keep their distant. Including Dawn, though anger was simmering in the young vampire eyes. Marissa couldn’t help but smirk at her.<br/><br/>“Yes that is a wise idea”She agreed when he said that he had taken her to his private booth. All she could think was Wow the man has his own booth. Must be loaded or own the bar. Both she decided. He had an air about him about him that spoke of money and power. Maybe that why the others had acted the way they did when Rico and her crossed the room she mused.<br/><br/>Marissa sipped the white wine he ordered for her. Sitting the glass down on the table when she heard him say that he needed the perfect woman and she was it. Sitting back in the booth tilting her head, looking at him.<br/><br/>“ You know for a vampire, you don’t get out much” She voice was half joking half serious. Silence hung between them. She couldn’t believe that his blood was drawn to hers. That by staying his side would be the only way she be safe. Looking over at Dawn. Marissa could see that the woman was still anger but had a young man on her arm.<br/><br/>“I’m not perfect” she said at length. “ But I be willing to try to be perfect. As long as keep me safe” She cast another look over at Dawn. “What exactly does this all entail? I'm sure this isn't something that happen overnight. Will I have to become like you?” she asked the last part quietly