My Hot Baby's
Jahl

Lunch that makes Tristan cramped. Not because of the bad cuisine, but rather there was an urgent toe under the table there.

A woman mischievously rubbed her feet without the slightest guilt. The woman was seen smiling, chatting when Mary talked about Valdo and Belva's honeymoon.

"You didn't finish your meal, Tris" said Mary. "Is the food bad?"

Tristan jerks. "No, the food is great."

"What is spicy food? You're sweating" Valdo said.

"I'm sorry" said Tristan, "I don't feel well."

"Just rest, Tris. Zareena, take Tristan to the guest room" Henry said.

"no need. I'll just go home" said Tristan because his body can no longer be controlled. Frightened when Zareena took him to the guest room, he attacked the woman instead.

"Let's just rest for a while" Valdo chimed in.

"All right, I beg you to forgive me" said Tristan.

"It's okay. I'll make you some fruit juice so you'll get a little better" said Mary.

"Thank you" said Tristan.

Zareena smiled. "Come, Tris. You need to rest."

Tristan nodded, then got up from his seat along with Zareena who immediately grabbed his arm then guided the man to walk towards the guest room.

Tristan looked back. The situation is safe with no Valdo or Mary following. Tristan pulls Zareena's hand into the room.

"You tortured me" said Tristan.

"Close the door, baby."

Tristan closed the door, then grabbed Zareena by the nape and landed a kiss on the lip.

"Responsible to me" said Tristan.

"You want me to do it here?" ask Zareena.

Tristan could no longer hold her lips. An urgent, strong and wet kiss he gave. The two senses were touching each other, entangling each other.

"Do it, Zareena," Pinta Tristan.

"Looks like the waiter's coming to bring you some fruit juice."

Zareena smiled. "Hold it, honey."

"Just a moment." Tristan opened his pants, then lowered Zareena's body down. Urge the lips of the woman with hers. "Yes, this is more delicious."

"You owe me twice" said Zareena.

"I'll pay him double. It's your own work that's making him tense. Now you need to calm her down."

While cool to make Tristan satisfied, suddenly the door was knocked. The voice of a servant was heard from outside. Zareena who wanted to get up from sitting on her knees could not because Tristan was already responsible for being at the top.

"Master, Miss," called the waiter again while knocking on the door.

"He'll be suspicious" whispered Zareena.

"Don't let go" said Tristan, who again pressed Zareena's lips with hers.

There was another knock and a voice from Valdo. Sontak Zareena got up and Tristan ran towards the bathroom.

Zareena wiped her lips and tidied her hair before turning the key and opening the door.

"Oh, sister," said Zareena.

"Why did you lock the door? This waiter brought Tristan some fruit juice" Valdo said.

Zareena took a few steps back. "Oh, maybe I unknowingly locked it. Tristan threw up and I helped him."

"He's fine, isn't he?" Valdo walked to the bathroom and knocked on the door. "Tris, are you okay?"

"Oh, Valdo. Don't worry about me" said Tristan.

"I'll call you a doctor."

"Don't! Just a minute. I'm cleaning myself."

Zareena took the fruit juice from the servant's hand, then placed it on the table. "Because there's you, I'd better go."

Valdo nodded. "Yes, thank you for your help."

Zareena smiled, then immediately walked out of the guest room. Let the rest of Tristan face.

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