Finally Grounded (Sequel To The One Who Grounds Me)

Chapter Ten

Tiana

I pursed my lips together. Closing my eyes, I covered my eyes with the silky, material. Tying the ends at the back. "There it's on."

"Good." Tristan wrapped, his arms around my middle.

I shivered. What exactly is he planning? I felt nervous all of a sudden. Tristan never acts like this, well he is distant sometimes, buuuuuuut not like this. I licked my lips. With the help of Tristan I hobbled into the room.... I hate this, I couldn't see a thing and it was ticking me off.

Just calm down Tiana. Remember you can Trust Tristan. Right? That's right. Tristan wouldn't hurt me. He would embarrass me yes, but he wouldn't hurt me. I bumped into the back of the couch.

"That hurts." I whined.

"Serves you right."

"You're an heartless, pigheaded brute!" I said, venomously.

"I'll take that as a compliment, besides I've been called worst. So that's just music to my ears." He whispered in my ears. I shivered. "Are you cold, or are you horny?"

"Fuck off!" I felt my cheek, heated once more. I was horny, but that's nothing new, am always horny around him.
Tristan chuckled, he pressed a kiss to my cheek. "You're adorable, when you blush."

"You're such a pervert."

"Another compliment." He teased.

I huffed. After shuffling around, and bumping into stuff. Tristan finally removed the blindfold from my eyes. I sighed, finally.

When my eyes, adjusted to the lighting in the room. I gasped. "... T-Tristan... what is all this?" I stuttered.

"Dinner, obviously." He tugged on my hand, I followed behind him willingly.

A blanket was spread out on the floor, against the fireplace. Scented candles sat on the coffee table.... foods of all kinds, were laid out on of the blanket, a bottle of red whine sat in a bucket of ice. Butterflies floated in my stomach at the warm gesture.

Tristan went through this much trouble for me? Is this the reason why, he was acting so nervous this morning?

"Tristan you didn't have to go through such lengths, just to...."

He pressed his fingertip against my lips. "No talking Tiana."

"But...."

"No." He scolded. ".... tonight is our last night here in Jamaica and I want to enjoy it, until my heart is fully content..."

I ducked my head. Thinking about it now. I'm such an awful girlfriend.... we didn't even get to do things couples usually do, when visiting a foreign country. I've been so caught up in my own shit, I completely forgot about Tristan.

Am so selfish. Tristan tilts my head back. ".... put on something comfortable and come join me."

"O... okay." I stuttered. Why wasn't he mad at me? Why must he always be so patient, with me?

Shaking my head, I quickly pushed all the negative thoughts away. Now is not the time for that.

He pressed a chaste kiss to my lips. Nipping my lips, I hurried towards our bags.... grabbing a thong and a oversize t-shirt, I fled to the bathroom.

My heart thumping wildly in my chest, a silly smile slid across my face. I couldn't wait to see, what else he has planned for us tonight.

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