This Is Just Life

Part 4: What are you—?
His room was stunning, perfect cream walls, a huge balcony window - now balcony though....strange, a king sized bed with dark red and cream bedding, a black wooden desk with things neatly stocked away, ordered book shelves and of course his 62" flat screen with a bluray DVD player attached to the bottom on it, hanging on the wall. Rich?
"Oh. Wow. This room haddock 1000 words to describe it. Maybe more!" I said running a finger across the neat cream and red bed,
"D'ya like it? I think it's just pure dodgy," he said,
"Well if you think that this is dodgy....you ain't coming in my room!" I exclaimed, walking back towards him, he met me in the middle - the door was closed - the bed was in my 'sitting' reach and smoothly we began to kiss,
I sat down on his bed, his lips followed me, not leaving mine,
"Oi! luke, Dinner! You too Rosie — there's plenty to share between us!" rob shouted, he seems the jokey one in the family, broad shoulders, white teeth, pail skin, dark hair, blue eyes - he would be gawje, if I didn't already find my love, Luke.
"Coming." luke said, normally, like they could hear like a hawk, maybe the could.
"Hey, Luke? What are you—" I said, stopping as I tripped up over carpet,
"What am I? Well– I can't tell you. I might, but not today." and with that, we went down to dinner.

What did he mean, 'I can't tell you?' I was going to say 'what are you doing later?' but I tripped and found out some 'un-necessary' details. Maybe they were fantasy creatures, or - this one made me laugh - related to 'The Cullens?' there certainly were enough of them, and if im human, the are vampire.