"What's your name?" He asked a glint of curiosity shimmered in his eyes.

"Juliet. Juliet Knight," she smiled knowing the popularity of her previous books.

He laughs, a deep bubbly sound erupted from him, "You're THE Juliet Knight? The one who writes those vampire novels?" he tilts his head in awe.

"The one and only."

"By any chance are you looking for a new publisher?"

My lips curl upwards, "I am, I'm guessing you're a publisher?"

"Indeed, I run the Blackwood Publishing Firm. Here's my card if you're interested. Well, I hope to see you again soon." He stands up, slips his jacket over his shoulder. And walks the door I can't help but watch him. He just moves so gracefully.

I lick my lips and flip over the card. I find a number on the back and add it to my phone along with his name. "Jiro Blackwood".