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Lauren.
    Michael couldn’t pry her out of his mind with a crowbar. Her beauty was imprinted into his brain. Her personality tied to his thoughts and emotions. Love chemicals were involved but would do him no good if she wouldn’t reciprocate. She was either disinterested or pretending to be so. Still, he believed that there was something concealed in her wry smiles. He couldn’t read her mind at all, but she could poke around in his. That was a disadvantage he could do nothing about. But she was the first love interest that had captured him in a long time.
    Lauren’s white lace curtains flowed with the summer breeze, they pushed out and then slowed returned to touch the windowsill. He was more than a little frightened to inform Lauren of his feelings for her, though she would have had to have been a dunce not to know. He loved her as much as one could love another without knowing them. Michael smiled and shook his head at that thought. Was he really that pathetic? He had carried the heavy bench from the small park down the street, which would have been impossible for a human, and placed it near the sidewalk in front of the house. Someone went by the window so fast that he couldn’t tell who it was, but it did make him pay closer attention, less he miss his opportunity to see her.
    “ I feel like a stalker,” he whispered to himself.
    She was magazine cover beautiful, but at times had the temper of a wolverine. Lauren was a red sheriff with the reputation of a wicked defender for all who needed her talents. Her fighting ability was exceptional. She had been brought up with three rugged brothers that had always treated her as an equal. Over the years Lauren had dished out as many bruises as she had received from her brothers, but it was all in fun. They had died of natural causes long ago. Now at times there was a difficulty in remembering their faces, although in dreams they were perfectly clear.
    She usually wore two twenty inch samurai swords on her back. Michael had observed her from a distance as she had split a vampire in two with one of her swords. She had turned him to dust and his skeleton had been cut into two perfectly equal parts. Michael had thought that vampires could only be killed by decapitation, but he supposed there were aberrations of which he was unaware. It wasn’t that the vampire hadn’t deserved it for attempting to feed on a man in a wheelchair with cerebral palsy. She offered the man in the wheelchair the opportunity to be turned and he accepted and actually walked away from the scene. So it had had a happy ending of sorts.
    Lauren had the fury of a female Bruce Lee and she did alarm him at times. She was just a little over five feet two inches, but what she lacked in height she made up for in pure talent and ferociousness. The Master had commented to her at the ceremony where she had been turned into a red sheriff that she was a force to beware, as her aura had touched him even prior to her entering the building. She was ambidextrous and fought like a tornado, and because of it Dracula had imbued her with a little more energy than the others, even though perhaps it should have been a little less.
    Lauren’s hair color was Nutrisse intense Blue Black, and her hair style was short and exquisite. She had luminescent gray-blue eyes with thick dark eyelashes and tiny black hearts tattooed under both eyebrows. She lay on her bed with her friend Samantha beside her. Samantha was an auburn redhead with green eyes and she was mortal. They were both reading the same novel, Koontz’s Watchers, and occasionally sharing comments and scenes. It was just something that they liked to do, to simultaneously read the same book. It was a way of sharing, two people watching the same movie, and Samantha was proud that she had come up with the idea.
    Lauren had a poster of the Supernatural brothers on the wall, as well as a poster of Alexander and his German shepherd Tessy. She fantasized about having her own