Her - Rebecca/Lucky
His gaze caught hers from across the room. Her breath caught in her throat as he looked her up and down and as he caught her gaze again, he wasn't looking into her eyes. He was searching her eyes. Searching for some trace of her.
A moment later he looked away and when he turned to face her, it was like looking at a different person. His gaze was cold, detached. For the first time all night, someone wasn't the least bit curious about her past, wondering if she had some connection to her.
And that intrigued her.
