Scorched
He had explained nonchalantly, "She's just an intern from work. She knows nothing about the world and is always curious. So I'd show her around."
I didn't argue, nor did I question him. I simply nodded. "Okay."
The young woman, unbothered, held onto his arm with a bright, sweet smile. There was a glint of challenge in her eyes.
"You must be Esther Wilder. Tristan's told me about you."
She was glowing. It was clear that Tristan was doting on her.
Later, I looked her up. Her name was Chloe Murray. She was 21 years old, with a beautiful face and an outgoing personality.