Sophie

She stepped out for a smoke after a while.

“God… my heels are killing me,’ she grumbled. Sophie chose to go for a smoke in the patio. True, no one was supposed to go there, at least, none of the members of the staff. But as long as she was not caught, she did not see the harm in it. The small area was almost deserted. Except for a young man with brown hair and freckles who was standing in the shadows, smoking too.

He turned in some surprise and looked at her. Then he grinned. Sophie thought he had a very disarming smile.

Frowning, she recalled that she...