Chapter 85

The vibration of her phone snapped Megan back to reality. She nudged the man above her. "Babe, the competition's starting soon." Tristan's voice was husky and low. "Let's skip it." Megan pressed her fingertip against the lips that were about to drop a kiss. "Everyone's waiting. If we don't go down now, they'll start thinking something's up." "We're married. What's there to guess?" Megan blinked her clear eyes at him. "Guess you're a quick finisher." Like a cold bucket of water, that hit Tristan straight in the face. He lowered his head to lightly bite her annoying little mouth. "You should get a license before speaking with this mouth." He rolled over and stretched out beside her, throwing an arm over his eyes to calm his racing thoughts. After a few deep breaths, he sat up. Megan had already changed into the starlight gown she designed. She tilted her head, smiling at him. The warm glow of the setting sun in Diandu shone through the curtain slit, casting a soft orange light across the