Dusk settled soft and golden over the estate.

A black luxury sedan rolled to a stop. The rear door swung open, and Adrian pulled the girl against his side with one arm.

Scarlett Summers took one look, shook her head, and let it go. She walked off with Francesca Ward.

The evening breeze swept across their faces, carrying the faint sweetness of osmanthus. Adrian kept his arm around Molly Summers's waist and asked quietly, "Spent the whole afternoon drinking ...