Scarlett POV
I took my time at the mall that night, wandering through stores I didn't particularly need to visit and trying on things I had no intention of buying.
If Jaxen had really meant what he'd said about coming back, there was a good chance he'd be waiting outside my apartment again.
The thought should have irritated me.
Instead, by the time I finally made my way home, I was almost curious to see whether he'd actually kept his word.
The elevator carried me up in silence, and when the doors finally slid open, I stepped into the hallway with my shopping bag hanging from one hand.
Then I saw him.
Jaxen was standing outside my apartment, exactly where I'd expected him to be.
I wasn't shocked.
If anything, there was something almost ridiculous about the fact that this man coul
