Fang Banged

He comes for me at night, while I sleep. In dreams, the beautiful vampire waits to claim me as his own. I hunt monsters. I know that my fascination with this man is wrong. But it’s not as if I can control my dreams. Besides, it’s not real. It’s all just fantasy. At least, that’s what I tell myself when I’m safe in my bed every morning. So, why does it feel like I’m falling in love with him?