The familiar scent, uniquely his, drifted through the thin fabric of his white shirt, and she froze. Her eyes instinctively lifted to his collarbone. The blue dragon tattoo wasn't there. So, it really wasn't him. Her lashes fell, a wave of disappointment washing over her. But Ji Sihan’s hand shot out, his fingers digging into her shoulder as he shoved her aside. “You really have a talent for throw