High Risk (urban/bwwm) book 1&2 cover by theblackpepa_

Chapter 2: chaperone

Song:
(Drake- Houstonatlantavegas)

"How does that feel baby?"

Tristan asked while massaging his wife Laura's shoulders they were in bed, he was hoping after three months of nothing he would get something tonight.

He pressed his lips against her neck and started kissing it as his hands slide down her nightgown. Laura instantly became stiff as a board and shifted her body away from him.

"Not tonight, she denied Tristan once again as she shook her head then she laid down and pulled the cover over her and turned with her back facing him.

He rubbed his temples out of frustration lately him and his wife been distant lately he feels like she's pulling away from him. He shook his head as he reached over and turned the lamp next to him off and went to sleep facing away from his wife.

Hours later Tristan's phone started to ring he turned over and picked it up

"Hello," he answered rubbing his eye still tired.

"Can you come to pick me up?" I need a ride home a slurred voice said.

It was Candy and she was drunk, He was instantly regretting giving her his number even though he told her it was for emergencies only.

He sat up and thought about it since he was already up he might as well go get some fresh air. I told her sure and asked where was she was in midtown Houston.

He sighed.

"Sure where you at he asked?"

"I.. don't,... Know some club in midtown." she sounded confused.

He rolled his eyes.

"Which one?" he asked annoyed.
There was a silence for a moment

"I'm at Indigo" Candy replied.

" Ok I'll be there in 20mins," Tristan told her.

After he hung up the phone and got up to get dressed Laura turned over to face him

"Where are you going?" she asked tiredly.

"Got to do some stuff for work I'll be back in a bit he said as he got dressed in his white t-shirt, blue jeans, and his black boots.

"Ok, his wife said as she turned back over with her back facing him once again going back to sleep.

He said nothing as he grabbed his keys and took one more glance at his sleeping wife before heading out of the bedroom.

40 minutes later Tristan finally made it to the right club called Indigo he drove his truck pulled up to the front of the club pulling out his phone and texted Candy letting her know he was there. He noticed clubbers giving him funny looks as the passed by his truck.

Candy made her way to his truck barely keeping her balance in her sky scrapper heels as she made her way to the door he reached over and opened the door for her as she climbed inside his big truck.

Tristan was doing his best to not let his eyes wander as he noticed her tight dress that looked like it was painted onto her body along with her long blonde hair Candy reminded him of a Barbie doll. He kept his eyes on the road as he pulled off.

Candy was laying streched out across her bed when she woke up her head was swimming from last night. The last thing she remembered was getting into Tristan's truck.

"Hey, how you feeling? Tristan said as he entered her bedroom.

"Like shit, " she groaned as she rubbed her temples. For a moment she didn't really let it sink in that Tristan was in her bedroom.