There was a dance tonight. He was sure of it. He just couldn't recall where. Time was of the essence. If he didn't get there soon, she'd be gone. Given up, she'd let go; he couldn't let that happen. She'd waited too long for her knight to find her, he wasn't about to let her give away her innocence to so vile a creature...
He'd watched as the two of them got out of the convertible right about...here. Yes. This was it. A navy blue Mustang. Her perfume even still lingered, tantalizing his senses. He glanced left and then right before heading straight for the old warehouse building in front of him. Maybe his guess would be a lucky shot in the dark.
He pushed open the front door, his black old-fashioned tuxedo standing out amongst the rest of the crowd and earning him envious stares from the men as all of the ladies watched him, eyes perked with interest. All except for his Lady. As he looked across the dance floor, his shoulder-length curly blonde hair fell across his baby blue eyes. His eyes locked onto her and he stepped forward, cutting couples in half as he walked straight toward her and curses flying at his back as he went. But he didn't care. He looked her up and down, noticing how his Lady's dark brown hair cascaded over her shoulders curl-after-curl, and despite her womanly figure, he knew there was something different about her...
He saw the way her green eyes flickered to life when she looked up at her date. Daunted, he delved back into the shadows he had become accustomed to hiding in. Their time would come, he was sure. After all, their destiny was sealed...and their fates intertwined. They two were one. She just didn't know it yet.
As she and the one she was with left, they were followed. When she got home, he watched as she spent the night alone, and her blonde-haired specter was able to breathe a sigh of relief this night. He wasn't sure he'd be so lucky next time, but for now his destiny, and hers, were still intact and his nightly task of watching her slumber ensued. As the night wore on and the first tiny rays of sunlight crested the horizon, he quitted his vigil, blowing his temptress a kiss before returning to his dark sanctuary where he would dream of being with her until the cloak of night permitted him to feast upon the sight of her once more...
