In the evening, in his bedroom, Tristan found Zoey arranging her new clothes in one of his wardrobes.
“You must be sick in your head,” she told him, without looking at him, because she sensed him since she entered the bedroom. His scent was making her crazy, making her almost jump on him.
“I just want you to be happy” he said and hugged her from behind and started to caress her flat tummy.
“Then let me leave” she said and turned around in his arms just to see him staring at her with glowing eyes.
“ Recant what you said!” he said in a serious voice but Zoey shook her head.
“I hate being here, Tristan. I don’t feel right to live here after everything that happened. I would really like to take it slow. “ and she was calm and spoke in a soft voice.
“ We are taking it slow, princess, othe
