He looked up and spotted her a heartbeat before she tried to scurry away, once more freezing her in place. His smile dropped, brows furrowing ever so slightly. It was a sort of intense scrutiny he wore that she’d learned to spot over the last almost two months of their continued encounters, lately pointed mostly at her. He looked put together, not like the disheveled mess she’d left him in after sucking him dry. The tightening in her stomach and lungs hurt, as if someone had wrapped a fist around her insides and squeezed. The surprise in his gaze gave way to careful blankness. 