And so, on April 26, 2013 in Moonstone, this happens:
Dorin
stood in line at the upscale hotel while two very busy front desk clerks tried
to check in the waiting guests. He was fourth in line, and the woman who was
second in line had caught his eye. She was thin with long blonde hair, which
was pulled back into a loose ponytail, and she had bright blue eyes. She was
here on business judging from her black skirt and blouse.
Finally, the man in front of Dorin doing a funny little dance lost his patience and walked towards the bathrooms.
That’s when Dorin first caught the intoxicating scent of the woman in black. Now third in line, he knew he had a limited amount of time to make conversation. He noticed she wore only one piece of jewelry. How could he not when its force was strongly pushing him away from her? It was a ring that would make it hard for him to get to her—not a wedding ring, but something much more ominous. She acted as if she didn’t know what it did. If she did know, then she would have noticed him. Enlightened people always notice him. They usually say nothing since people would only laugh and call them crazy if they started shouting, "Vampire!"
“That’s a very unique ring you are wearing,” he stated. He was testing the limits. She looked up at him with her big blue eyes and smiled.
“Thank you, my grandmother gave it to me. She carved it herself from a seashell,” she replied.
He could feel its force even stronger now. Pushing him away. Not because she was afraid, but because he wanted to taste her blood and the vampire spirit inside of the ring knew it. The spirit was warning his subconscious mind to stay away, therefore physically pushing Dorin away from her. The fact that he couldn’t harm her because of his curse was the only reason he’d gotten this close to her to begin with. Dorin knew he wouldn’t stay away for long, but the ring would have to come off. The curse was only a small problem. Once she kissed him, she would be his.
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