"Am I not allowed to?" Tristan returned the question, not sure if he was consciously evading the blond's trap.
Hearing such response, Yves shifted his gaze towards the sky, muttering, "I don't understand... you said sleeping with others is just entertainment for you. I didn't even try to stop you when you had sex with those Omegas. So why did you send them away and came to Kyle's room?"
Another faint scoff escaped Yves' small lips that had crumpled in disappointment. How ironic it was that such a petty excuse reminded him of the reason Clyde cheated on him.
Tristan's mouth opened about to answer him, but the words refused to leave his tongue. "I don't know. I just went soft." He replied in his defense, not wanting to admit the truth that he couldn't stand the sight of the blond ignoring him and not fighting the Omegas trying to snatch him away. It irked him the most that Yves just left without even trying to stop him from sleeping with them.
