Xlynor’s POV
I had only taken three steps down the corridor before I stopped.
“Her scarf! Damn it!” I swore under my breath.
I remembered tossing it somewhere in the lounge when I had entered with her last night.
I turned and went back to retrieve it from where it had fallen earlier, but I couldn't find it. As I had no time to spare, I quickly picked one of mine, then rushed back.
By the time I returned, she was still standing there, at the exact place I had left her.
She turned when she sensed me, then blinked.
“You’re without your scarf,” I said flatly, my face blank.
Her hand flew to her neck instinctively and her eyes widened. She quickly covered the back of her neck with her palm, and I rolled my eyes.
As if that would hide it.
I stepped closer, then flicked her hands away,
