"Hey there, sweetheart."

He pushes himself away from the door effortlessly, righting himself in a single fluid movement as he faces her, taking two very deliberate steps forward before stopping short. He can almost see the whites of her eyes from where he stands; a smirk pulls at one corner of his mouth and he lets his arms drop away from his chest, fangs bared, flexing his fingers as his hands fall to his sides.

"I was hoping I'd run into you. We've got some catching up to do."