~Alix Bradson~
I took a seat on Triston's bed, watching him still stare out the window and yet to acknowledge my presence.
As I stared at him, I couldn't help admiring the figure in front of me.
His hair had grown longer and had been packed to the back which made him even more handsome.
I knew I was acting too soon, but I always wondered how it'd feel if I ran a hand through that broad chest of his.
His presence still demanded attention from everyone, but I loved the idea of him being.
His hand landed on the controller, which he turned, just to see me.
“When did you get here?” He asked, a smile finding its way up his lips.
“About five minutes ago,” I replied, “you were so lost in thought, you didn't even acknowledge my presence.”
“Aren't you supposed to be asleep?” He asked like h
