「The next day.」
Mika Summers woke up to see the man half-slumped beside her bed. Her delicate brows furrowed tightly, a knot slowly tightening in her chest.
This man gave her a very, very bad feeling. Seeing him made her inexplicably uncomfortable...
She closed her eyes and turned her head away. The feeling was so unpleasant, so unsettling, that she didn't want to look at him.
Her slight movement caused Tristan Grayson to slowly open his eyes. He looked at the woman, still hazy with sleep.
"Are you awake?" He was fairly certain she was; he had felt her stir just now.
The sudden sound of a man's voice behind her made her heart flutter, and she blurted out, "No!"
Tristan Grayson's handsome brows knitted together. "Are you hungry?"
"Yes..." Hearing his question, she opened her eyes. They darted back and forth for a moment before she answered, her voice lacking confidence.
"Okay. Wait here, I'll go out and get you something to eat."
