An awkward silence lingered in the air as she finally looked back at Grayson, who seemed to have never looked away. He was staring at her with his brows scrunched together and dense curiosity in his eyes, and then he rose from his chair.

“Well Violette, it has been a pleasure meeting you, but I must be going. I hope you enjoy the rest of your book, and I am sure I will see you soon.” And with a bow of his head and a rushed smile, Grayson Abbott took his coffee and left as swiftly as he had entered.

Violette started after the door in a slight shock. What exactly had just happened, she wondered. She had been surprised he wanted to talk with her of all people, but not as surprised as she was at how abruptly he had ended their conversation.

‘He probably just came to his senses’ A voice in her head reasoned. Either way she was definitely affected by the handsome man. And an even louder voice in her head was calling to her with the question she couldn’t answer earlier. How did she know those blue eyes and that pale face? Violette was now positive she had seen them somewhere before.

Too distracted to finish reading she stashed ‘New Moon’ into her bag, grabbed her coffee and dashed back in the rain to her car.

As she fished for her keys in the pouring rain she once again could not shake the feeling that she was being watched. Glancing around she willed her nerves to calm down as she saw she was in fact alone. Slipping into her car she made her way home replaying the quick conversation with Grayson over in her head.

…

The next two days passed uneventfully. There were no other run-ins with the beautiful Grayson Abbott. Not without attempts on Violette’s part. She had religiously been getting her coffee at five for two days now.

Friday night after leaving the coffee house disappointed Violette went home and set out to finish ‘New Moon’.

Her dreams of the handsome vampire had stayed away also the past two nights. And it was not that she was trying to evoke the dreams back, in fact she had all but forgotten them, as dreams fade.