Selene's POV Anthony stood very still in the middle of the crowd, as though he had known before I turned that my eyes would find him. He was dressed formally, dark suit, shoulders straight, and he looked at me with an expression I had never quite seen on his face before. Suddenly the scent hit me again, stronger now that I was facing him directly. It moved through me like a current, warm and pulling and completely outside the reach of anything… rational.
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