Tristan POV
Right now Annabelle is sitting next to Caiden. I am currently spending the entire dinner talking to Caiden. It is hard to focus on anything he says. My focus keeps moving towards the woman next to him. I steal a glance at her whenever Caiden looks away.
Her hair is half up and falling down her neck. She has the perfect chocolate brown curls. I want to run my hands through her hair. I ball my hand into fits to tamper the urge. Caiden says something that I miss but I nod my head in response anyway. I glance back at her. I cannot help but to linger on her mark. I feel jealous seeing another wolf's mark there.
My eyes scan down to her v shape neckline. I really wish it went just a little lower. I can still see enough to drive me crazy. The red cotton of her dress compliments
