After shoving her luggage into the back seat, and marveling over how spacious the truck really was, Kara climbed into the front seat and buckled in. As they drove, she made quick work of her dinner. Or was it breakfast? It was hard getting used to a new schedule. Though she would not admit it, Kara missed the sun. She used to like to lay under the sun, dressed in a bikini, and soak up the rays.<br/><br/>Hallbjorn's hand on her knee drew her from her thoughts, and she rested her hand on top of his until he withdrew it. The drive was peaceful, and Hallbjorn's simple touch let her know he was here with her, and not shut off as he had been earlier.<br/><br/>When he pulled up to a Hilton, Kara craned her neck back to see how tall the building was. This would officially be the tallest building she'd ever been in, and even though she was tired, the thrill of experiencing new things was welling up inside of her.<br/><br/>At Hallbjorn's direction, she picked enough clothes for three days, and included her dirty clothing. Though she did not put the blood stained outfits in the bag she made up. That would lead to too many questions. Kara dug a tote bag out of her suitcases and used it to pack in the shoes she'd bought, as well as something to wear tonight.<br/><br/>As they walked in, Kara was too busy looking at everything to even attempt a conversation. The hotel was lovely, and huge. She was taking in the polished cherry desk that they approached, as well as the fancy looking couches, and and even some gorgeous chandeliers that hung from the ceiling. But when Hallbjorn asked for the penthouse, her attention went right back to him. Everything about tonight, which all he'd given her, was so lavish that she should feel bad for what he spent. But he had told her not to fret over it. Kara was determined to not fret, and to just enjoy.<br/><br/>When they reached the penthouse suite, she gaped for only a moment, then took off to explore the kitchen, the fully stocked bar, a dining room, a sitting area, and finally the bedroom. There was only one bed, and that suited Kara well. She needed him to keep her nightmares away, among other things.<br/><br/>Hallbjorn gave her first use of the bathroom, and she was nearly skipping to it after she picked up her bag. The glass enclosed shower could have fit six people. There were even jets coming out of the walls! While Kara had not planned on taking a shower, the lure of all of those body jets beckoned her.<br/><br/>It was glorious to feel those jets work the stress of the last few days from her. She cut her time in the shower short because she wanted to return to Hallbjorn. Kara dried off her body, then took the blow dryer to her hair. After brushing her teeth, she dug out the pajamas she chose for tonight, consisting of black sleeping shorts and a purple chemise top that had black ribbon decorating the lace over her breasts.<br/><br/>As she was rubbing her lotion onto her legs, she smelled the decadent scent of blood. Her fangs grew and her mouth watered. Kara quickly smoothed the coconut lime lotion over her arms before stepping out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. The scent led her gaze to the glass sitting on the night stand, and Kara began walking towards it.<br/><br/>When her gaze flickered over to Hallbjorn wearing only black boxers, she almost tripped. She never wanted to forget that site of him, ever. It took all of her will power to look away, and then the need for blood was pulling her strings. Kara sat on the edge of the bed and picked up the glass, which was still warm. A look of confusion flashed over her eyes for an instant, but then she was drinking the blood down. Her toes curled and her eyes closed as the hot, thick blood slid down her throat.<br/><br/>It tasted infinitely better then what they had got from the butcher. It even beat her peanut butter cup ice cream, hands down. All too soon she was finished, though she licked her lips to make sure she got every drop. After laying the glass on the night stand, she flopped back on the bed and sighed happily. “I guess this hotel does provide everything. I don't know what they put in it, but it was way better then the butcher's blood.”<br/><br/>Kara wiggled around until she could push the covers down near her feet. She sat up, and grabbed the remote, but her eyes traveled back to Hallbjorn. There was just no helping it. He was the most handsome man she'd ever seen. All of him was hard and muscled, and that hair put a dreamy look on her face. She didn't hide her gaze roaming over his body. Because she simply could not help it. Kara studied the tattoo over his heart, then looked up into his eyes. “Hallbjorn, will you tell me about your tattoos? What do they mean, and when did you get them?”<br/>