Chapter 8

ESTELLE

I was still trying to wrap my head around the fact that the man sitting next to me had been in love with me. If what Linden said was true, then I was not that observant of the people around me.

The Jeep drove smoothly to the main road, and Quinn hadn’t said a word since I got into the passenger seat, but I could feel he

“You know him, don’t you?” I turned my head to him.

“We’ll talk in the villa,” he said calmly. I thought so.

“I wanna know who he is, Quinn.”

“You will.” His focus remained on the road. The villa wasn’t far, so I patiently waited until he dropped the bomb on me.

“Don’t you think he’s old for you?”

“Judgy, aren’t we?” I raised an eyebrow. He was probably right. I didn’t care. “It was just a boat ride with a friend. Nothing more.”

“I saw how you looked at him and kissed him, so there’s definitely a second date.”

I drew a deep breath. “He’s maybe thirty-two or thirty-three.”

“Thirty. From what I h