Tessy’s POV
“You could have just kept it,” Tristan said, taking his wallet from my hands.
“I couldn’t possibly keep your money,” I replied with a faint smile. “You should really be more careful next time.”
“Thanks, Tessy,” he said, flashing me a bright, dazzling smile.
My heart skipped a beat against my ribs. I desperately wanted to ask him if that girl from last night was his actual girlfriend or just another one of his casual hookups, but I stopped myself. I’d sound so pathetic.
“Is there something you want to tell me?” Tristan asked, noticing my sudden silence and snapping me out of my thoughts.
“I...”
“Tess, why are you here?” Ryder’s voice cut through the air before I could finish.
I turned to see him striding toward us, his brows drawn in a sharp frown.
“I just came to hand
