Lennox was mid-conversation, flashing an easy grin at the two women that were standing in front of him; one blonde, one brunette, both clearly interested in him, when he felt it.
It was a shift of some kind. A change in the air that he felt as soon as it came.
It wasn’t anything obvious, nothing someone else would notice. But to him? It was heat. A presence.
He wasn’t sure how he could feel something like that, especially with all of these people around, but he did felt it all right. It was the kind that pulled at something deep in his chest, made him turn before his brain had even processed why.
And then he saw her.
Zara.
Standing at the entrance, next to Lucy, looking like she would rather be anywhere but here.
His stomach tightened.
He hadn’t expected her to come. Hell, he had
