I thought with enormous relief about the menu.
"If food doesn't taste good to you, why do you keep inviting me out to dinner?"I asked.
Matthew's gaze slid over my cheeks, my eyes and stopped at my mouth. "It's easier to be with you when you eat. The smell of cooked food makes me nauseous.«
I looked at him in confusion and missed my eyes.
"When I have nausea, I'm not hungry," Matthew said in an indulgent tone of voice.
"Oh!"The pieces fell into place. I already knew he liked my scent. Apparently it made him hungry.
Oh. I blushed.
"I thought you knew about vampires, "he said gently," and that's why you invited me to dinner.«
I shook my head and collected another mouthful of salmon. "I probably know less about vampires than most people do. And the little that my aunt Sarah has taught me must be taken with a certain grain of salt, given her prejudices. For example, she spoke very clearly about your diet. She said vampires only eat blood, because you don't need anything else to survive. But that's not true, is it?«