"Yes it's me, Ash" Tristan rubbed his bump lazily and got up, sleeping again on the bed.
Wrapping his arm around Ashley he buried his face in the crook of her neck and muttered," Don't shout, I'm still feeling sleepy"
Tristan returned back from country M, in the early morning and headed directly to the Brown mansion.
Ashley wanted to push him away but he was too strong for her to move. She was upset that he left without informing her and now he is here, sleeping next to her.
If he didn't want to talk with her, then why was he here now? After ignoring her all this time why was he here?
"Let me go," she said, trying to remove his hands from her but, he tightened his hold around her.
"No, I won't" Tristan didn't let her jerk off his hand and moved closer until his breath fanned her neck.
