"Not particularly, no." He gave her a roguish grin, doubting that she was any more inclined to think about dinner than he was. Finding a comfortable position on the couch proved to be slightly challenging, but after a moment's pause he tugged her forward onto his lap, finding it much easier to pull her into a kiss.
There was once a time when he had lost interest rather quickly in his relationships, but that was the past and things were different now. Helena herself was different, a far cry from the other women he had been involved with. "I will never grow tired of them, or your affections, or anything else that relates to you." Vlad's tone became slightly more serious, and he pulled his head back to be able to look at her. "What do you think of me, my lovely Helena?"