night, but you've been drinking... a lot,

another bottle. "That was the point E

y beautiful brown eyes, soft dark hair and even

lieve Desmonda was m

to at least tell us why you're drinking so much all of a sudden? You're not the partying

ng the crowd of writhing bodies in search o

drink, then he'd try distracting himself with meaningless

ed over, but he quickly looked away

r or just something about their mannerisms reminded him too much of her and he fe

ompared to the main part of the bar so they could hear each other quite well. "Is the fact that you were f

t was a look that would shut anyone else up,

"Is the dinner itself or is it because you're

lass away from Silas a

rds his friend. "Who's Desmonda and wha

on was Freddie, Trist

she's-" Emerson started, but he was

at out the words as if to convi

far from being

each other, she looked soft, willing, in love... but that look hadn't

uld be enough to dull the feelings he had for her, but then he caught a glimpse of her yesterday from

scowled, without another word, he slid away from

," Tristan said tersely, he searched his pockets for a

p," Silas said, his eyes narrowing.

oing to the dinner for his father, he was going for his mother and Tristan would rathe

f the VIP lounge, ignoring the longing glances of

ghtmares then he'd spend the rest of the day nursing

ntention of carrying out until he saw the la

ed into nothing as she drew further into the dim light of the bar, better i

... she

st a drunken hallucination, but she drew closer and closer u

hell, she was Freddie's fiancée and he hated anything and everythin

disappeared because before he could stop himself, he wrapped a h

with blue eyes that seemed awfully familiar, but in her drunken state, she coul

to..." she paused, too inebriated to even str

t really he was worried, Des didn't drink, for her to have co

iven her to this state, but he eventually focused on k

lived and her face quickly morphed into a sad fr

his grip on her, not to the point where it was

til her chest brushed against his. A smile broke out on her fa

n with the smell of alcohol hanging over her, he co

e smelled goo

?" she shook her head. "Y

once more, clearly dou

k," he paused. "I c

then suddenly cracked, tears streamed do

ghter, panicked. "W

urther into the corner of the crowded bar, ign

ard strands of hair that fell over her foreh

dy closer to Tristan's as though she could hide away from tomorrow's by doin

d get more information out of her, but he wouldn't be getting anything else out of her in this st

Did you come with a

she refused to pry herse

lled out his phone and ordered an Uber t

he didn't feel sober enough to drive at that mom

ed unintelligibly th

ut of the bar, pushing through, sweaty, danci

n's mansion, but the way she'd instantly broken down into nothing at the mention of the dinner made him hesitate on that decision. T

n after her. Taking her to his place was the only option, she'd be sa

pulled out of the parking lot. Wha