"I am guessing he has had close contact with our kind before.  The look in his eyes while we were feeding looked like he was remembering something."  I stop talking and kiss you.  Holding myself back is growing harder, but alas I stay true to the promise I made myself.  Only a few more days and we can be husband and wife.  I taste the blood on your lips and shudder.  The boys blood is the sweetest I've had since tasting yours.  then I remember your taste, and wish I could have it again.  But soon I will have something much sweeter, and I lay my head back happy.