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Erik Northman (erikbloodred) wrote in utr_logs,

He ran a hand through her hair with a small pout. "I didn't feed from her, I was too busy with one of the waiters." He actually had been doing his best not to feed from new acquaintances. Though the waiter was too good to pass up. He followed down to the second floor, where he took a seat in his chair and pulled out his blackberry, looking for a place that was open at all hours that sold designer shoes and clothes. It didn't take long, and he found that to his delight, it was in the area. It was only a few blocks from the three-floor nightclub.

He knew Pam would be jealous. He knew she'd be upset, and he'd actually been planning this from the moment he landed. He knew that she'd need a shopping spree, and unlimited funds to get back at him for whatever tiny, insignificant transgressions he'd done, and then he figured he'd find her someone to play with for a while.

Twenty minutes went by and he went down to lean against the bar and give her a little smile. "Are we ready to go, now?"