Chapter 68. Creepy Tristan

Amelia’s POV

“Finally, we’re together. Are you happy, baby doll? I didn’t want to be separated from you,” said Tristan. I was glad to be with him but very embarrassed by all the drama. I didn't know how to face his relatives now.

“I’m glad that we’re together, Jay. Did you see Aunt Emily’s face? She was furious!” I pointed out. Tristan shrugged. He didn’t care about his relatives. 

“Let her be. So now let’s do what we’re dying to do,” said Tristan with fire in his eyes. We made love until we were exhausted and then went to sleep cuddling together. 

The next morning, I woke up to the constant twittering of birds, and realizing where I was, I felt Tristan’s side was warm but empty. He might have just woken up. Checking my phone, saw it was just 6 am. I freshened up and went to the private deck. Tristan was sitting there sipping coffee. He got up and opened his arms out for me. I rushed into them. He wrapped them around me and crushed me to his body.&n