On the outside, it appeared Eden was beginning to regain her composure, but on the inside that was the furthest thing from the truth. She was trying to rationalize what was going on, and why she felt such an immense need to run.<br/><br/><span style="color: #BF4080">â€œIt must be another vampire.â€</span>She thought to herself.<span style="color: #BF4080">â€œAn old and powerful one. Iâ€™m human, itâ€™s only logical that I would feel the need to run when in the presence of a vampire.â€</span><br/><br/>The idea seemed to calm her, at least until the newcomer arrived at her table. Bright emerald green eyes peered up at the man near her, widening in surprise. Her stomach felt like it was doing flips, and every hair on her body rose when her gaze locked onto him. So caught up in her increasing panic, she nearly missed what he had said to her.<br/><br/>Closing her eyes, she sucked in a deep breath, forcing herself and her emotions to get under control. When she felt somewhat normal, she opened her eyes and looked back up at the stranger.<br/><br/>Making an attempt to be pleasant, despite the fact that all she really wanted to do was run and hide, Eden gave him a faint smile.<span style="color: #BF4080">â€œI am sorry, but I already have a drink, but thank you for the offer.â€</span>Knowing she was being impolite, she withheld a sigh and forced herself to speak again.<span style="color: #BF4080">â€œYou may join me, if you would like.â€</span><br/><br/>With some fidgeting in her seat, Eden struggled to keep a tight rein on her composure. Sure, she had offered to let the man sit with her, but she was hoping with all that she had that he would refuse. Knowing her luck was not that good, Eden gave a resigned sigh and awaited the manâ€™s decision.