It couldn't be.
The man stood in profile, his dark hair a sharp contrast to his white shirt.I couldn't see his face but it was him.He looked the same.But no, that was ridiculous.I was just imagining things; this wasn't even the same hotel.
"Lex?"
"Nothing," I managed.
"What are you looking at?"
The man turned his back to me.I knew that back.I knew how it felt under my hands.I knew...
"Nothing," I said again."Let's go.I must be hungrier than I thought."