Tristan gave a soft smile, his voice low and captivating, as he moved closer to Nova. "You think I'm just kidding around? You really can't tell?" he whispered.

Nova's heart raced, her cheeks burning up. The tension was too much, and she babbled, "I-I need to wash the dishes!"

She turned to make a hurried escape to the kitchen.

But Tristan blocked her way, gazing deep into her eyes with an earnest question, "Ever thought about what kind of guy you'd want to ...