“You look so fucking beautiful,” Saint spoke before I had a chance to say anything. His gaze raked over me from head to toe, and I could barely breathe. “Saint…” My voice came out as a whisper as I became aware of our surroundings again. There were eyes on us everywhere I looked. “Everyone’s looking at you. They all want you. They’re probably wondering why you’re here with me.” “No, they’re fucking not.” He shook his head emphatically. “Anyone would be lucky to have you as their date. You’re a ten, Everly.”
