It took me long seconds to answer. "No, um, Valerie and Owen are about to come." I said, looking down.

Concentrate on the floor, just look at the floor.

"You had me worried the other day," he said in a low voice.

I looked at him wide-eyed. His face was surprisingly honest. "Why?" I wondered, confused. The idea of him being concerned over me was unreal.

"Hey, precious." A pretty brunette slid to Tristan's side out of the blue.

Precious? Who does she think ...