GREY'S POV
I closed my eyes, concentrated for a moment. I totally emptied my mind of what was going on around me, of the chirping of crickets of the muted sounds of music coming from behind closed doors. I concentrated on the house opposite me and took in a lungful of air. Leila's scent came drifting towards me, wafted by the slight breeze.
Though I knew shouldn't be doing it and that I was just tormenting myself, I inhaled her scent, logged it my brain. Now I would always be attuned to her. I would be able to trace where she had been, were she was. She smelled like ...ambrosia, something that recalled all of the happy memories I had had in my life. Her scent was what I had been trying so desperately to block out earlier, the one that had been so familiar.
I opened my eyes to see that
