Anita leans against the wall next to the stairs, smiling. Her eyes follow Micah, as they tend to do when he's in a room with her. She can't help it. It's just like with Jean-Claude and Richard.

And, she supposes, how she watches Asher and Nathaniel.

She wonders, briefly, how the hell she'd let so many men close. Even if she didn't fully trust Asher, she knows she feels something for him, because when they were in a room together, her eyes always find him. Just as they find Micah again now.