Chapter Twenty

Natalie.

"Thought you said that you won't be able to come here?" Tristan asked as he held my hand, kissing it before he twirled me and shaked his head gently.

"It's seems like you were expecting me to come, considering the fact that you came here alone" I teased while he chuckled as he pulled off his blazer.

"Something in me just told me that you'll come here" he shrugged as he wore his blazer for me.

"Tristan, I'm not cold" I said with an eye roll.

"I'm not blind but I can't have you walking around this place in this lingerie you call a dress. Your body should be seen by me alone, I don't like it when people look at things that belong me, it makes me feel some how" he groaned as he ruffled his hair, he placed his hand on my back and helped me to our sit with his hand still on my back. I smiled at how he glared at other men staring at me.

"There's nothing wrong with this dress, you're just been skeptical. You don't expect me to dress in a sack bag here right" I snorted.

"With this body of yours, I think that's what you'll later start wearing whenever we're going to an event" he answered with a serious gaze and I threw my head backward laughing.

"For real, I hate the way they're staring at you. Don't ever wear this type of dress again except we're just chilling at home" he said and I chuckled at how jealous he is.

"This place is so nice, everyone here look so rich and beautiful" I said.

"They're wealthy," he corrected.

"I'm sorry for ruining the atmosphere of our date yesterday" I apologized suddenly and he smiled gently.

"It's fine, I'm just happy that you changed your mind and came here for me. I was feeling so bad seeing everyone with their partner while I'm alone" he muttered.

"I'm sorry" I apologised with an innocent but flirtatious voice while blinking my eye lashes in a slow mode.

"It's fine, your father asked about you earlier" he said as he showed me my father who was staring at us with a smirk and I felt uncomfortable but I ignored it feeling like I was overthinking things because of how our last meeting ended.

"He might have thought that we're still having issues or something but it's weird that my father talked to you" I said with a shrug.

"I was as surprised as you when he walked to my table with his wife" he replied, " forget about that and enjoy the party" he said as he poured wine into a glass and handed it over to me with a playful bow.

"Thanks, my prince in shining armor" I giggled as I collected it from him.

"That sounds so odd, give me a sweet name" he said with a cute puppy eye.

"Erm... I don't know, give me one first" I said.

"Erm, what about Lolita?" He asked with a smile.

"I like it. What about my Romeo?" I asked with a shrug.

"You don't like Jericho" he said sarcastically and I laughed.

"What about Xav?" I asked

"That's not quite romantic but we can actually start from there" he muttered with a smile as he stared at me with so much emotions and affection in his eyes. He suddenly started moving his hand around my back, drawing some stuff on it while I just sat there enjoying the burning sensation his touch left on my skin, I was enjoying it so much and I felt my inner churn in pleasure and I almost moaned out as my pussy throb. I rubbed my thighs together feeling hot in my lower region while he stared at me with a smirk as if he knew the effects he has on me.

"Tristan! Good morning" a lady walked to our table greeting Tristan with a wink and flirtatious voice while she ignored me. She was in a short tight gown that was threatening to rip off her body. I was surprised when Tristan didn't spare her a glance, he just continued with his sweet assault.

"Mrs Sa.., sorry what's your name again?" He asked with a serious gaze as he kept on drawing different pattern on my back with his second hand on my laps.

"I'm Lydia" she said as she tried to touch his arm but he moved away gently.

"I asked for your husband's surname not your name, and yeah let this be the last time I'll tell you to stop addressing me by my first name, we ain't that close. I'm Mr Anthony to you" he said.

"Pardon my manners then, is this one of your fling? Heard that your marriage ain't going that well" she shrugged as she eyed me.

"Meet.." he trailed off when he saw a man smiling at him with open arms, " Don't tell me that this is my man!" He suddenly yelled in excitement as he released me and stood up to shake the man but the man pulled him into a bone crushing hug and I smiled.

"It's been a long time I saw you! Geez, that little Tristan is now big and..." He trailed as he stared at me.

"Gideon, meet my wife, Mrs Anthony Natalie " he introduced as he winked at me.

"It's nice to meet you" the guy he called Gideon said smiling at me in respect before facing Tristan and they sat down talking about their university days while Tristan just placed his hand on my lap while I was operating my phone.

"You suddenly became the touchy type, you hate physical contacts with women then" Gideon muttered stating at his hand on my laps.

"I still hate physical contacts with women but I'm addicted to touching her" he replied as he squeezed my thigh gently.