Scarlett POV
No way!
About thirty feet ahead, near the turn to the lounge, stood a man.
He was half-turned, talking to a server, and I didn't need to see his face.
I knew that height. That shoulder width. That set of his jaw, even in profile.
Knew it the way you know the shape of your own bedroom in the dark.
Jaxen.
My heart slammed against my ribs so hard I swear the person walking past me must've heard it.
Then it started racing, not a normal flutter, but that deep thud that comes from somewhere low in your chest, pounding so fast my ears filled with the rush of my blood.
My fingertips tingled.
Lydia. She lifted her head toward me. She'd been dozing in her usual corner, but now she was on her feet, ears forward, nose working the air.
It's him.
Her voice came up from that p
