LAUREEN'S POV
“Quick question though, what is your bride’s name?” I asked Tristan while trying to find out if he had been lied to or not.
The shock on his face was palpable and I laughed. It was the first real laugh I had placed on my face since I stepped into this place.
He raised an eyebrow, something I now knew he did whenever he was curious.
“You mean, what is your name?” He asked and I nodded with an amused smile.
“The same name you told me? Or did you lie about it?” He asked again and my smile widened.
“Oh! We've spoken before today? I didn't know.” I exclaimed, only to his hearing though.
“Laureen, what's going on here?” He asked in a more serious tone that made me know I was getting him riled up. Funny thing is that I loved it. I loved that I could piss him off.
“Laureen?
