He didn't miss the fist she made, and he made sure to file the gesture away in the back of his mind. That was new. He didn't expect her to fawn over him - she never had - but he didn't expect her to be so tense.
What had happened the last time he'd seen her? It must have been that time he'd let everyone have it. He couldn't remember seeing her again before he'd been tied down.
Funny how even partially remembering the event would throw him into a bad mood.
"As much as I'm sure you'd like to hear me admit the latter, this place really is that small. Looks like you just got lucky today." He took a sip of his scotch, tucking his hair behind his ear. It was getting longer.