“The vampire over there is handsome; he has scanned you twice,” he said. I almost wondered if he was doing a little tongue biting himself.
“You’re teasing me,” I said uncertainly after a moment.
The vampire he’d indicated was handsome, in fact, radiant; blond and blue-eyed, tall and broad shouldered. He was wearing boots, jeans, and a vest. Period. Kind of like the guys on the cover of romance books. He scared me to death.
“His name is Eric,” said Bill.
Dead Until Dark (book 1)-Charlaine Harris