I look up from my seat at the bar, where I’m sorting through receipts as the group of men walk past. Alexi is deep in conversation with Santagato amid them, and I try to blank them completely. Still pissed as hell and overly prickly from earlier. He pauses as they come level and looks at me coldly, pulling my eyes to his with the power of that stare, and I curse myself for the tingles that spread across my body like wildfire. Averting my gaze as quickly and trying to zone him ...