I didn't know you, and
then all at once,
you were the
air in my lungs.

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"Does this mean you're my girlfriend now?" Tristian asks and my lips curve upward revealing a smile.

"Maybe," I mutter and then I'm pulled into his lap. I squeal, trying to get off but his hold on my waist tightens.

"Relax," he whispers in my ear and I sigh. He nibbles my earlobe and I bite my lip to avoid a sound from my mouth. "Why're your eyes red? Did you cry?" He asks, tugging a strand of hair behind my ear.

"I..I," I stammer not knowing what to say. I can't tell him about dad. I'm not ready for that.

He chuckles against me, kisses my temple. "Don't tell me if you're not ready." My shoulders relax when I realize he won't force me for an answer.

I get up from his lap and kneel on the bed, beside me. He winks at me before lying back on the bed.

Jesus! That wink!

"So tell me, how did you reach here?"

He looks glorious, lying on the center of his mattress. Ripped chest, rolling abs, long powerful legs stretched out. His eyes are heavy and sensuous as he waits for my answer.

"Terry brought me here. He saw in the road...hmm...so he asked me to join me here as you'll be here." Tears form in my eyes but I don't let them fall. I immediately blink them away.

"Lay down with me," Tristian tells as I stare at him in shock. He moves to one side, making space for me.

I think, weighing my options. I finally let my walls fall, I remove my shoes and lay on the bed, facing the ceiling. He's not touching me but I can feel his heat.

"So, what you do? I know nothing about you," I mutter and it was true. I knew nothing about him other than he's Troy's brother.

He turns and faces me. I gasp when he pulls me closer to him. "I'm a doctor. Well...neurosurgeon," he says and I freeze.

He's doctor?

"You definitely don't look like one." I tell him, he chuckles as he caress my hair. I relax under his touch.

"Is there a particular look made only for doctors?"

"Well...no but I didn't expect you as a doctor, definitely not a surgeon. Doctors are always busy but you looked jobless sending flowers and balloons and chasing me."

He laughs and I feel his hand on my waist tighten. I feel the uneasiness in my stomach again. "It took me almost ten days to make you agree to be my girlfriend. I never had difficulty in that department."

I smile at him.

"You know? You're my first girlfriend," he says and my smile vanishes.

"First?"

"Yeah, first. I never dated. I was not a dating type."

"Well..are you now?" I couldn't help but ask him. He never dated? Why do I find it hard to believe?

"I'm trying to be one so that I can have you in my life." I bite my lip as I absorb his words.

A playboy. That's what he is. I knew it but why I'm risking my life?

"Doubting me?" he asks pulling me out of my thoughts.

I shake my head immediately. "You're ears turn red when you're lie," he says and my body stills. I never knew that. How did he know things about me that I never even realized?

He tucks a strand of my hair my ear. My breathe hitches at the contact and I find myself leaning towards him. His eyes twinkle and then softens as his thumb traces my lower lip. "Mia," he murmurs and my insides clench hearing my name leave his mouth.

I scan his face and I realize that his soft expression is washed away. He's serious and I realize that only serious Tristian called me my real name. "I mean it when I say I want a chance with you," he whispers. "I wanna try this thing. With you," he adds softly and lean in to kiss me. Before I could kiss him back, he pulls away.

He gets up from the bed and stood in front of me in nothing but his boxers. I bite my lip again as my eyes scan his beautiful body. He walks to a door and opens it. He goes inside and comes back after few minutes in a grey sweats and back t-shirt so I assume that room is a walk-in closet.

"Get up, Love. Let's feed you. I'm sure you didn't eat anything." He glances at me and grins.

Apparently, he's right. I'm hungry and didn't eat anything. Hunger should wait when one's out of money and running to save one's life.

"I prefer Mia. At least when we're with others," I mutter and he smiles.

"Okay, Love."

Ahhhhhhh!

Why does he make it difficult?

My face scrunch when I see Tessa's and Stacy's gaze on us as we walk towards the kitchen. They were much better when I saw them. I even thought that they're nice people but right now I don't feel much comfortable with them.

"Sit down, Love," he says and I roll my eyes hearing him calling me with the nickname again.

I sit on the stool kept near the counter. Troy is sitting on the stool beside Tessa, his hands on her waist while Stacy sat beside Tessa.

I frown when I see Terry passing a pan to Tristian who is scanning the vegetables. Tristian places the pan on the stove and my frown deepens.

"You cook?" I ask making Terry chuckle.

"We three do but Troy sucks," Terry says and I smile hearing his joke. He's just joking because I know Troy cooks very well but I didn't Tristian to do that too.

From the corner of my eye, I see Tessa scowling at me. I shift in my seat uncomfortably.

"Mia," Stacy calls out and I turn my attention towards her with a small smile. "I heard you fucked Troy, how was it?" My eyes widens and my eyes immediately move towards Tristian who looks freezed.

She's lying I want to shout but I don't. I just stare at Tristian who lifts his gaze from the vegetables and wink at me with a smile.

He trusts me.

Warmth blossoms in me and I smile back at him in joy.

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