Yes, You Are Me ad I am You

Her POV
                  Goodness gracious. If this isn't for that hundred bucks. It was a good offer of my bestfriend. I mean, who is in their right mind to give someone a hundred bucks just to get a sheet of paper? My bestfriend. Well, a hundred bucks does not matter that much for her, she's loaded anyways.Sp yeah. I've been here for like an hour or two waiting for that guy only God knows who in Bedford Hill Coffee Bar.It's almost nine in the evening and that person had the guts to make me wait. What an asshole. I swear, I'm gonna strangle him to death. And by death, I mean death. I think I'll enjoy dinner tonight.

His POV
                 I've been here in the office for almost 24 hours and nothing much happened, yet. I'm supposed t give a friend of mine a recommendation letter but I'm not yet done with my paper works so yea.

Piggy Author's POV
                  His phone rang. It was a message from an unknown number.
Unknown: Where da hell r u?
Him: Who r u?
Unknown: Daeff. Just effin tell me wer u r.
Him: In my office I guess? Who r u?


And their messages stopped. She arrived in Bedford Hills around 11 PM. Now, she's really furious. She would give the guy a lesson. He is currently fixing his tie preparing to go to the coffee shop when his office door opened. She entered the door slowly and walked towards him. Eyes are red, she is moving too fast and burning too bright. He was mesmerized and shocked, but not afraid. Why will he be afraid? She touched his forehead, to his nose then his cheeks. Her other hand on his hair moving down to his nape. "P-please, he pleaded. She smiled sheepishly and mischievously. Slowly, she moved her head near to his neck and felt the warmth. Now, he was sure of it. She's just like him. Avoided and being scared of. He felt the pang on his neck while she dig her fangs down to his skin. Shocked, she separated from his skin. Her eyes are questioning. "Wha-?"
"Yes,You Are Me and I am You," he replied then reached for her for a knee-melting kiss.