Chapter 192

Dayton tidied up the remains of dinner as Rayne disappeared out of the gallery He didn't even bother objecting to her sudden departure. He was used to it. She might like her little picnic dinners but once she was sated she tended to vanish, leaving him with the debris. Over the years he had donated quite a few picnic hamper sets to various goodwill stores.
He stiffened suddenly and put the full hamper on the desk in the corner. As he turned to face the gallery door it opened, and the cause of his sudden tension framed the doorway.
He had caught the sweet scent of cherry blossom and knew instantly who it belonged to. As he stared at the vampire in his doorway he couldn't help wondering how someone so cold could have such a sweet scent. It just didn't match the woman before him. What the hell was she doing back in his gallery?