The Biker Alpha Who Became My Second Chance Mate
Chapter 89
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I’ll be in my room if you need me, he called over his shoulder, not bothering to look back.
I sat alone at the dining table, completely stunned. Was Tristan actually sulking? A grown man, sulking like a teenager who’d been told he couldn’t go to
a party?
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My own food sat untouched in front of me, I’d lost my appetite too.
After sitting there for what felt like forever, I finally gave up and went to the kitchen. Tristan’s plate was already clean and put away. Even angry, he
couldn’t help but clean up after himself.
I went to my room and decided to reach out to someone I hadn’t spoken to a long time. I had no idea if his number still worked, but I dialed it from
memory anyway.
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Yes, I had it memorized. We used to be really close before everything went wrong, before I had to cut everyone out of my life to keep Daxon happy.
He picked up after the second ring but didn’t say anything. I knew he was there he always had this way of figuring out who was calling before he
answered.
“Hello?” Silence stretched between us like a wound that had never properly healed.
Drake?” Still nothing. I checked my phone to make sure the call was still connected. It was.
‘I know you’re angry and probably hate me right now, but I want you to know I’m really sorry. I’ll hang up now, but I’m going to call you tomorrow and hope maybe you’ll want to talk to me then.”
out.
I waited, praying he’d say something, anything. Even if it was just to tell me to never call again.
“Bye. I love you,” I whispered before ending the call.
The silence in my room felt deafening after that. I was feeling so down, so completely alone, that I wanted to crawl under my covers and never come
But I’d promised to visit Orion and Sarah, and I needed to keep that promise I needed to see family who didn’t make everything so complicated just by
existing.
I went back to my bathroom and freshened up again, choosing simple clothe jeans, a plain top, comfortable shoes. I grabbed my small purse and
headed for Tristan’s room to see if he was ready.
I didn’t knock before opening his door. Old habits die hard, and we’d been ling together long enough that knocking had started to feel unnecessary.
And I also had to keep the siblingship going.
The moment I stepped inside, my steps slowed. Tristan was standing in the middle of his room with just a towel around his waist, using another towel to dry his hair.
Water droplets still clung to his chest and shoulders, catching the afternoon ght streaming through his windows.
When he turned and our eyes met, I couldn’t pull my gaze away from his bod Every muscle was perfectly defined, his skin golden and smooth except for a few small scars that only made him more beautiful.
Tristan was effortlessly gorgeous. Why did fate have to give me someone so erfect and then make him completely off–limits?
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I took a deep breath and felt heat pooling low in my belly, making me shift uncomfortably.
‘I was just checking to see if you’re ready to go, I managed, my voice coming out breathy and strange. “Are you… what are you doing?”
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I took a step backward because Tristan was moving toward me with slow, deliberate steps. His eyes never left mine, and when they finally did, they dropped to my lips in a way that made me suck in a sharp breath.
Was he going to kiss me? God, I hoped so.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
