Scarlett POV
Lucas Vance spotted me the second I walked in and waved, grinning.
“Hi, Scarlett. Long time, no see. Told you Jaxen would get you here if I mentioned it. You’d show if you were worried about him, right?”
I glanced at the man on the other end of the couch.
“Don’t flatter yourself, Lucas.”
Jaxen and I were divorced.
Technically,y I had zero reason to track his whereabouts, and even less reason to drag myself to a bar just because he showed up.
But he’d only been out of the hospital a few days. The stitches on his head had just come out, and he was already out here, playing social.
I couldn’t just ignore that.
Especially after what happened that night.
My head still felt scrambled every time I thought about it.
Post-crash, Jaxen was… off.
Sometimes, he’d look at me
