Chapter 42. Be Discreet

Tristan's POV

I was not ready to have the conversation about the accident with Cris. I know that Elona only means well, but I'm just not ready yet. I sucked in a breath as I heard them laughing down the hallway. I was standing at the dining room table, packing my files into my laptop bag that I had spread out on the table earlier. I am supposed to give them a ride to school, but David called me earlier and said that he wanted to drop Elona at school himself because he wanted to take her for breakfast before he goes away for a two-day meeting. When I heard that, I was excited because I could go to her house and have my way with her.

"Good morning, Dad," Cris smiled as she walked to the kitchen counter and grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl. Elona smiled at me, and she looked so f^cking good in that check skirt, just above her knees. Her pink top was tucked into the skirt. I wa