Amelia’s POV
The sun’s rays streaming through the gap in the curtains had me squinting as I woke up. I smiled happily at the almost actual dreams I had of Tristan last night. I needed to get a grip on myself. Then I clutched my heart. Oh! Did I oversleep? Taking out my phone from underneath my pillow, I checked it was just 6 o’clock in the morning.
‘Oh, thank God! I’m not late.’ I thought with relief. My eyes popped out seeing five messages and two missed calls from Tristan. They were all from last night.
Can we please meet now? -J
Are you ignoring me? - J
Baby doll, I just want to see you -J
Are you asleep? -J
I’m coming. -J
The last message made me sit up, totally alert, and all sleepiness disappeared from my eyes. Where was he coming to? Will he visit me at my shop today? I had
