Part 42. Late Night Call

Tristan picked up the call on the first ring which made her brows shot up. Why was he up so late? She thought that it would be a few more rings before he woke up. Then she realised that he did have a habit of staying up late. 

"The only reason I'm up is that I recognised your ringtone. So this better be good" He rumbled, his voice deep and sending a shiver down her spine. 

A smile tugged at her lips. "You have a ringtone for me?"

"You don't have a ringtone for me?" Tristan mock offended asked. She could quickly identify the teasing tone in his voice. It's easy now because the bartender has spent a lot of time with him to know precisely his humour. To think she thought of him as some rich snob with massive dick in the beginning. The second part of it was correct, though. He