Goodbye My Lover pt 8 (Sugar Free Whip cream)



The sun was setting, and I needed to get out of this room before I bounced off the walls. Besides I see Sammy was a bit overwhelmed with the influx of people asking for the special.

I walked out with my apron in hand and forgot that I was wearing a form-fitted black t-shirt and black jeans. 

For anyone else, they may turn a head or two. I have been turning more heads in my direction than I can count. That is not what bothers me. What bothers me is the lust washing over me in waves.

It did not matter if it was a female or male. Lust smelled the same and I had my fill of it for centuries. That was another reason I stayed away from the club.

“Excuse me are you starting your shift?” A woman wearing a low-cut dress that had an unflattering pattern on it asked.

I nodded my head and looked towards Sunny. She smiled and continued to take the orders until she needed to leave.

The shop created a signature coffee every Wednesday. Customers would ask what was in the special. Because of the law, I am supposed to divulge what I put in the coffee. It didn’t matter. These people would drink expired freeze-dried coffee and love it.

They didn’t come for the coffee. They came for me, and I exploit it to a degree.

In the beginning, I would take the most lust-filled customer to the back and indulge myself in their body, mostly blood.

That ended as quickly as it began. The last person I took to the back mentally snapped. Coming to me every day to be taken. When I refused it turned bad. 

It was at a point it was either me or her. I dispatched her life to save my own.

I felt when the sun began to set, my body hummed with more life.

“Hey, No. Can I place my order.” A familiar voice said. I cannot believe I missed her scent. I turned to see the woman from earlier.

She didn’t look as angry as before, but she came in alone.

I walked over to the counter without making to much eye contact and asked,” What would you like?”

“I had the special earlier and it was good. I want that again with two pumps of sugar and sugar-free whipped cream.”

I went to make her drink and tried not to say too much to her or too little.

“Would you like a croissant with that?” I asked.

“No thanks just want the coffee. Where is the person that was here earlier?”

Why would she want to talk to Sammy?

“She left for the day. Is there something I could help you with?”

“No. I was a real ass earlier. I was upset and I was taking it out on her. I wanted to apologies.”

I went to her and handed the special to her.

“I’ll let her know. Darkling.” I said then smiled.

She took in a breath at the name and then smiled too.

“I guess I deserved the name.” She shook her head and took the cup.

“Where are your friends?”

“It’s just me and my boyfriend called work tonight. Thanks. For the coffee.” She said and went to the table where she sat along and started to work.

The night customers started to slow down the later it got, but she stayed engulfed in her work.

She tends to flick the tip of her hair back and forth between her fingers when she was reading and when something was not right, she would bite her lip.

She looked up from the computer finally and smiled. It must have been productive. I should stay behind the counter, but I was curious.

I took her over the last of the special.

“Oh, hi noel.”

“No more,no?” I asked smiling.

“I wouldn;t says that. Thank you for the coffee. I’ll pay for it before I leave.”

“On the house. You looked like you needed a pick me up.”

“I did.”

“Can I ask you something?” I wonder if she would be honest.


“Why were you upset earlier?” She looked down and face started to turn pink.

“I was upset because I was call something I was not.”

“And that something is–?” I know I was pushing but I liked how she was responding.

She took a deep breath and whispered, “Prude”.

I could not help my surprised expression. Then the laugh that followed. She turned the brightest red.

“It’s not that funny, No.”

“Back to No.Well are you?”

“I just said I wasn’t.”

“What made them think that then?”

“I’m not sure.”

“Can I see you laptop for a minute.”

She nodded and let me use it. I searched the word prude in the dictionary.

“A prude is. 

a person who is or claims to be easily shocked by matters relating to sex or nudity.” I looked at her after I read it and her mouth felt open.


“You did not just look that up.”

“Yes, I wanted to make sure we are on the same page on the meaning. I can see that the topic does shock you.”

She took her laptop and closed it and stood.

“Are you leaving?”

“I am not a prude.” She said putting things away.

“Prove it.”

She stopped busing herself and looked at me.

“I wonder if you have a big cock to go with your arrogance.”

How was I turned on by her trying to shock me.

“I do you want to take a peek?”

I looked and was astonished by the color she was.

“Listen I am sorry.” You do not have to go.

“Actually, I do. I need to look presentable for my presentation tomorrow.”

“Is that what you were working on?”

“Yes, I was putting on the finishing touches.”

She confident in her work. 

“Good luck for tomorrow.” I said and I meant it. She looked really invested in the project. “Come by before you go to work. I’ll have coffee for you.”

She gave me a questioning smile.

“You don’t have to.”

“I want to. I’ll leave a note for Sammy to expect you.”

“You won’t be here?”

She did not know I was a nighter. How could she not?

“I normally up at sunset.”

“Right, you work at night. I am so lost.”

She really did not know.

“I’m a nighter. You do know that right.”

She looked at me as if it was the first time.

“How are you here? This is lighter territory.”

“This is the edge of Lighter territory and don’t worry I will not hurt you.” I decided that the conversation was over.

“Noel it was just a question, and I did not say or think you would. I was thinking more about your safety. There are allot of anti nighter around.”

“I’ll be fine. Get home safe.” I started to walk away when I felt her hand on my arm.

“I’ll expect it to have two pumps of sugar and sugar free Whip cream in my coffee.”

I nodded and she let me go. I need to stay away. I’m hungry I have to feed soon.

“Good night, No.” She called out as she left.

“Good night, Darkling.” She smiled at that.

(Things are starting to get interesting fire starters. Let me know your thoughts. Likes are appreciated. Fia xoxo)

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