Levi's POV

The lady from that night, three weeks ago. The lady that gave me the best sex of my life, and then decided to disappear from the face of the earth without even telling me so much as her name. Not even a curtsey "thanks," for saving her life - although the sex was more than enough.

She stands across the hotel lobby, the same hotel where all that happened. She doesn't notice me though, engrossed in a conversation with a lanky, pale-looking guy with sandy blonde hair and blue eyes.

'Is this the kind of guy she likes?' the unwelcome thought flashes across my mind, as I hear...