"No!" Tristan gasped his hand placed on his pounding chest.
"Then what is the prob…"
"Babe, here you are!" Zeus who just came out of Giavanna's room blurted as he hurried to join her where she stood.
"I heard a familiar voice and I decided to check it out. I am happy I guessed it right," Zeus beamed, lifted her hand and placed it on his shoulders.
"Your legs are still injured. The doctors had warned that you shouldn't strain your legs until they recover," Zeus added.
It was after he lifted his head that he noticed Tristan's presence.
"Babe, who is he? Are you both acquainted?" Zeus demanded. He carefully examined the face of the guy he couldn't recognize as Giavanna's acquaintance.
"He is…"
"Giavanna, I have no company in my room and unfortunately I don't feel like going to bed yet. Can I stay in your room for a while…"
