“What seems to be the problem here?” Tristan asked as he approached her table, clearing his throat as he spoke.
“Tristan!” she looked and sounded relieved to see him. He scanned her face closely and sure, she looked as exquisite as ever, with a little bit of extra effort.
She had on a red lipstick and lipgloss, smoky eyeshadow, she didn't have a bra on, her n*****s were visible through her clothes and he could feel a hard-on coming at that observation. Plus, she even took extra care of her hair. Too bad it was damaged.
She looked sensational and really sexy but the rosy tint to her cheeks and the way her eyes were slightly unfocused, told him she was also drunk.
“Are these men troubling you?” he asked and she nodded frantically. He turned his attention to the men. There were three of
