"To get fresh air," He muttered and tried to leave but Tristan grabbed his hand to prevent him from moving an inch.
"What is it?" He grumbled, and a frown appeared in between his eyebrows.
"Giavanna and I are going out to shop for things for the house, so why don't you join us?" Tristan offered something he wouldn't have done on a normal day.
'Did he just ask me to join him? Wasn't he always eager to spend time alone with her so what has suddenly come over him? Is he perhaps drunk?' Dominic stared at Tristan as if he was looking at a stranger.
To cross-check if Tristan was drunk, Dominic moved a bit closer and perceived Tristan's breath.
"He is not drunk," He mumbled.
"Why? Do I look drunk to you?" Tristan asked, not understanding why Dominic would make such a statement.
"Hmm… because you are not the type to invite me on such outings," Dominic was blunt with his reply.
