Unwanted Invitation

"No, I'm going back with my colleagues from work," I replied.

Tristan put on a wounded look. "Sera, you really are gentle—at least you were. But now you're just ruthless, shutting me down so fast, not even a little pity for me."

I couldn't help but laugh at his theatrics and pinched his cheek. "Does that make you feel better?"

Tristan blinked, his smile curving up. "Still not enough."

I gave him a