Jay
Tristan stirred. Thank God he wasn’t dead. I changed out of the kimono and into clothes while he was out. Mitzi stayed with Tristan while I changed.
“Jay?” Tristan said as he sat up and tried to get his bearings.
“Tristan,” I replied.
“What happened?” he asked.
“What happened? Jay knocked you out, asshole,” Mitzi said.
“Jay?” Tristan repeated.
“We are over, Tristan. We were over a long time ago. I do not want you,” I told him.
“I want you,” Tristan said.
I sighed and sat down on my couch. “Tristan, at one time I would have been over the moon to hear this, but I’m not. I’m not the same man you dated in secret anymore,” I told him.
“Jay, I know you. You want me, and I want you,” Tristan insisted.
“You want me? You know I was in love with you,” I said.
“I know. That’s why what
