Nicole Harper
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Tristan grew quiet and for a second, I was worried I’d rendered him speechless.
I was about to return my gaze to the television when he finally spoke. “Is that what you want? To be my girlfriend?”
I looked away anyway. I didn’t want to be his girlfriend. Well, I did, but not like this. He didn’t have any space for a girlfriend as he was legally married. Being called his girlfriend would make it seem like I was his mistress. I mean, I think I already was, but defining us would make things a lot messier and weirder.
“This is not a buy one, get one free deal, Tristan.” I reminded him, keeping my gaze focused on the television. “You don’t get to marry my mother and get a girlfriend while at it. That’s sick.”
“And f*****g your mother’s husband isn’t?”
I scoffed as I sat
