Teresa's POV
"Do you want to walk me to my house?" I asked him, surprised.
"Yes," Saint replied, and from his tone, I could tell he wasn't joking.
"Why do you want to come with me?" I asked.
"It's for your safety, Teresa," he answered.
"For my safety?"
"Exactly."
"Thank you, but I can take care of myself," I said firmly.
I didn't want to stay around Saint; I didn't know what his intentions were with me, but I didn't believe they could be "pure." I mean, a rich man who unsuccessfully tried to buy my virginity the day before wouldn't just show up and help me twice in a row for no reason; something felt off about all this.
"Teresa, you say you can take care of yourself... but tell me, what happened just a little while ago?" Saint asked me.
"That... that was just an isolated inciden
