Emery’s POV
“Are you finally cooling down?”
I lifted my face and looked at Tristan. He’s walking towards me holding a glass of liquor. He really looks like Terrence. If his hair was curled, I’d think he’s him. He also has dimples and blue eyes except Terrence’s are darker.
I frowned at him. “Do I look like a heating computer to you?”
He laughed. “No. Just an overheating car.”
I rolled my eyes but I laughed. I snatched his glass and drank the liquor in one gulp.
“Woah! Easy, baby! That’s a hard drink.”
I smirked and gave the empty glass back to him. “I didn’t even flinch. Weak.”
He chuckled. “You know what? Had I known you needed help, I would have offered myself to you.”
I shot an eyebrow up and looked at him from head to foot. “Not bad. But I don’t think you’r
