Chapter 8

Tristan's POV

I felt her tense in front of me the moment I stood behind her, her ass was right in front of my crotch and I was trying so hard not to get a hard on.

Fuck she looked so fuckable and things I had planned to do to her, especially on my desk were unimaginable, I could tell my presence was affecting her and it only made me want to mess with her

From where I stood, I could see her cleavage, the first two buttons of her top was undone, she was putting on a white buttoned up shirt, tucked into her light blue skirt which showed her round ass perfectly well.

I put both my hands on the desk, trapping her between me and the desk, I had bent my head low to her ear lobes

If I listened hard, I would actually be able to hear her heart beat from here.

"I thought you said you don't remember me or what happened that night"? I asked inhaling her scent, she smelled like lavender and it was messing with my head

"Hmm" I hummed "how come I called you Red and you answered"? I asked with a smirk