Saxton’s eyes shifted over and met Blay’s. Instantly, the guy’s expression changed to something serious and speculative. “Well, hello.” Saxton turned his back on Qhuinn and came over with a focus that made Blay check behind himself. “Blaylock, is it not?” The male extended his elegant arm across the bar. “I haven’t seen you in years.” Blay had always felt a little tongue-tied in Saxton’s presence because the “slick bastard” always had a comeback. And a vibe like he not only knew the right answers to everything but might not choose to let you in on the secrets if you weren’t up to his
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