"Alright then, come sit. We have a very mind-blowing session to watch. " He said, guiding me to the couch that sat before the mirror.
I sat between him and Troy, while Tristan sat beside him. Their giant, sturdy thighs parted as they all relaxed into the couch, in that peculiar manly fashion, making themselves very comfortable.
Whereas I was feeling giddy. The amount of testosterone that surrounded me was seriously intoxicating.
I turned to my left, leaning into Troy's ear. "Hello," I whispered, earning a light chuckle.
"Hi, Princess. How are you doing?" He asked, as his arm snaked around my waist from behind, pulling me closer to him.
I instantly melted against his side as his delicious scent filled my lungs.
I had missed it. I had missed him.
"I'm fine. I missed you." I admitted, letting my head fall on his chest.
"I missed you more, Princess." He cooed, pecking the top of my head. "I was a bit worried that you were gonna elope on us."
