“And is he?” Zoe said now.
Torn from his thoughts, Scars stared at her, without a clue what she might be talking about.
“Is who what?” he asked.
“Is Saint a saint?”
His hard face cracked into a smile at that, and Zoe almost swooned. Much like a teenaged girl going all stupid over some boy band, Zoe really, truly, almost full-on swooned. Just when she thought that she liked Scars just fine all scowling and rough, he went and smiled at her.
Damn him.
It looked good on him, the smile. Zoe got the feeling that he wasn’t a man who lightened up a lot or often, and so his smile had the beauty of something rarely seen. Like a solar eclipse or the Northern Lights, it was dazzling and all-too-brief… but it was life-changing. Maybe even life-affirming.
Yeah, she was starting to suspect that h
