Tristan snapped back to reality the moment he heard the last words of the lady with the glowy eyes.
"The f**k?" He cursed, perplexed by her accusations.
"Harass you?" He spoke rhetorically, trying to comprehend what could have made her think so of him.
The lady with the glowy eyes chuckled sarcastically. "What was I expecting from you? Of course you would pretend not to. Weren't you just trying to touch my butt earlier?" She snarled.
"The f**k are you talking about? Touch your butt? Why would I do so? That man..." He looked around and realized that the man had run off earlier.
He exhaled deeply. "Someone was trying to steal from you and I..." The lady with the glowy eyes cuts him off.
"Don't you dare come up with some ridiculous joke. Who doesn't know you? You are Trist
