LAUREEN'S POV
“What are you doing in my room?" A deep baritone voice was disturbing my already scary dreams and I slowly began gaining consciousness.
“What the hell are you doing in here?" Tristan's voice woke me from my sleep and I immediately opened my eyes to meet the white walls of the room, but I didn't move.
Instead, my eyes shifted to the big wall clock that hung on the master bedroom wall and saw it was 2am in the morning. I sighed and sat up in bed, leaning heavily on my pillow as I stared at him. His back was to me as he pulled off his top, leaving him with just one that clung to all the muscles in his upper body.
“What? Last, I checked, the husband and wife are to spend the night in the master bedroom.” I told him, and he sighed and placed his hand on his waist as he turne
