| Tristan awoke to a hand hitting him lightly on his face. He opened his only to see Dustin. �What the hell are you doing here?� he demanded. �Tell me what happened last night.� Dustin�s eyes danced with mischief. �What do you think happened?� Tristan scowled and put the pillow over his face. �I think you screwed her nice.� He nodded with approval. �Well then you�re wrong.� Came his muffled voice. �You mean you struck out?� Tristan sat up and threw the pillow at him. �No I didn�t �strike out�. I didn�t screw her either. I made love to her.� �Made love? Man, you�ve got it bad. She�s totally got you.� Dustin shook his head. �She doesn�t have me. We have each other.� He sighed happily. �Well, she is hot. You found yourself a real woman.� �I think she�s my soulmate.� �I can�t believe you�re actually talking this way. You�ve only been with her for three freaking days. You can�t really believe she�s your soulmate?� �Well I do and from now on I would like it if you stayed out of my goddamn business.� Tristan snapped. �Fine, man. Whatever you say.� He shook his head and left the room. Tristan sighed and lay back down. He was already waiting for tonight when he might see her again. It was as if every moment away from her was an agony too strong to bear. He needed something as a symbol of his love for her. He smiled to himself got up. He knew just the thing. Hastily, he got dressed and ran out the door. Box in hand, Tristan walked up to the door and knocked. When Diana didn�t answer he pushed the door open. It was unlocked. Worry taking over, he went to her room. Diana was lying there in exactly the same place he left her. Smiling, he bent over her and kissed her forehead. She opened her eyes slowly and smiled when she saw him. �Hello, love. Have I been in bed all day?� �Yes. Are you ok? You don�t look so well.� �Thanks.� She said dryly. �You know what I mean. You look ill.� �I�m fine. I�m just tired. I�m glad to see you.� She smiled warmly at him. �As I�m glad to see you. I got you something.� |