Her eyes widened.
No. It couldn't be.
“Mr. Scott?”
How many coincidences could happen in one night?
Scott immediately released her wrist.
He stepped away and switched on the light.
Ruth blinked.
It was really him.
Scott looked at her standing awkwardly by the door and rubbed his temple.
Ruth took that as her cue.
“I'm sorry,” she muttered.
She quickly slipped out of the room.
She stood in the hallway for a moment, trying to calm herself.
Of all the clubs in California...
Of all the VIP lounges...
This was the last place she had expected to see him again.
She took a deep breath and returned to the lounge.
Ruth sat beside Rinna, still trying to understand what had just happened.
She glanced toward the entrance.
A few seconds later, Scott walked in.
Ruth's eyes widened aga
