That much was true. He couldn't even fathom how many years ago it had been that Ishmael had been a living, breathing man. It sometimes seemed like Ishmael himself sometimes didn't remember or think of those times.

"What if we went somewhere that there aren't many people around while I learn to control the urges?" Monty asked. "I know you need human blood but animal blood sustains you a little for a while, right?" He didn't know how long that tided a vampire over though.

"I would like to say I wouldn't blame you - but we both know that is a lie. But I can't say if I would regret it. I think of you living life when I am dead and gone, without me. I think of you seeing me age, grow wrinkles, white hair and I cannot stand the thought of it all. I want to still be here with you as the time stretches beyond what I can even fathom." It was probably the most vulnerable and open he had ever been with his lover.