Nicole Harper~•~By the time Talia and I got back, the house felt a bit more comfortable, but maybe that was because I wasn’t tense around Talia anymore.She was good company and was able to make me relax in her space when she was the one intruding on mine.I could hear loud voices from the kitchen the second we stepped in, overlapping conversations and the occasional burst of laughter echoing through the house. I paused just before we turned the corner, grocery bags hanging from my hands, just taking it in.This was a side of Tristan I hadn’t seen before. Not the intense, possessive man who looked at me like I was the only thing in the world, or the composed boss everyone tiptoed around at work. Right now, he was just a man with his friends.And I was glad to be able to be part of it.“We’re back!” Talia announced as she brushed past me with two bags. “And starving.”“You were gone for an hour,” One of the men called out from the kitchen. If I recalled the voice correctly, that was
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