Scarlett POV
Jaxen smiled while talking, and his expression seemed nearly delighted.
After that, he spread his arms wide. Clearly, he was waiting for a hug.
I pressed my right hand against his chest and gave him a solid poke.
"I’ve been feeling drained for several days. I beg you, don’t cause me to waste the little energy I have left on yelling at you."
Instead of taking the hint, Jaxen wrapped his arms around me anyway.
“Jaxen Hale, there is a limit to how far you can push me.”
He’d already treated my home like a place he could come and go as he pleased. Now he was getting handsy, too.
“I have a limit,” he said calmly. “This is me respecting it.”
I stared at him. Was he serious?
“I’ll help you.”
Before I could argue, Jaxen took hold of my suitcase and wheeled it toward my room.
