Fangs Are Just A Bonus

By Talli Wyndham

Francis is going on his first date with Jonathan, a transgender man, and yes, he is nervous because they have not met in person yet. But, when Francis walks into the bar and finds Jonathan, he greets him, and then sees his fangs?

• Language: English
• Publisher: JustAskHer Productions
• Release date: Jan 13, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005607159

Talli Wyndham

Talli Wyndham believes that love is a form of magic, and family is what you create.Talli loves animals, cool autumn evenings, and kindness.Connect with Talli online on by clicking on Talli Wyndham’s Facebook link below.

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Fangs Are Just A Bonus

Francis

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Jonathan: Finally! Tonight! I confess myself rather excited!

Francis: yeah, me too

Francis: i’m glad our schedules finally lined up sorry it took so long

Jonathan: No need to apologize. It allowed me to get to know you better through text!

Jonathan: I think you might prove worth the wait.

Jonathan: I hope you think I was, as well.

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To be perfectly honest, the fangs caught me off guard. I had prepared for the slightly higher voice, the gently rounded jawline, the lack of facial hair. Jonathan wasn’t going to be like the guys I usually dated. I had known that when I had, after some internal debate, agreed to meet for drinks. But fangs, too?

Ah, sorry. Yeah. I guess I should have mentioned I was also a vampire, as well as a trans guy, he said.

His voice was soothing and melodic as he stood awkwardly across the table from me, having stood up politely when I came in.

I guess I just thought that it might be one weirdness too much for you, and you wouldn’t want to meet me, which would have been a shame because I’ve liked texting with you this last month. Honestly, it’s not a big deal, you know?

Not a big deal, I repeated, still a bit dubious, but finally relenting and sitting uneasily at the edge of my seat.

He sat as well, not looking directly at my eyes, I noticed. Being a vampire seemed like a rather big deal from my perspective.

Yeah, well. It’s just what I eat, you know? Like someone is a vegetarian. I don’t feed off of my lovers. Unless they ask me to, anyway. He shrugged awkwardly, his thin shoulders lifting in the neatly fitted jacket he was wearing over a black band T-shirt.

When I couldn’t see the fangs,