Chapter 22

Tristan's POV

I had zoned out the rest of their conversation once again, my mind drifting to a certain redhead, she has been consuming my thoughts more often these past weeks.

I find myself wanting to spend more time with her than necessary, even asking her over to my place, something I don't do.

I've had flings before, and like I said they always end up in my penthouse, but none has ever seen the four walls of my house but not Rissa.

I have taken Rissa to my house, not once and certainly not twice, I've never fucked any of my flings at my house but Rissa is different.

She's not just a fling to me, of course she doesn't know that yet but I do like her, more than I'd like to admit.

I find myself yearning to see her at work day in, day out.

Once it's time to return home, I find myself itching to ask her to go with me.

It's crazy but I can't help it, I'm currently sitting in the back with Ethan and Ava at their house, Tilda is over at mom and dad's.

They're both saying something but I ju