Jaxen POV
According to everything I believed about our relationship, I should have mocked Scarlett for sticking her nose into my business.
I should have insulted her too, to remind her where she stood.
But I didn’t want to.
Seeing how serious and displeased she looked stirred a faint, shameful sense of pleasure in me.
What the hell was wrong with me?
I’d sworn to get revenge on her, yet she could still affect my mood with barely any effort.
Fuck. What the hell was going on?
I clenched my fists, forcing down the unwanted urge stirring inside me, then suddenly leaned toward her.
I was close enough to speak right into her face again.
My warm breath brushed against her skin.
She tried to shrink farther into her seat, but I braced both arms against the sides of the car, leaving her
