Tristan

You were still mad at your CEO husband, pouting as you lay on the bed, scrolling through phone while your three-year-old sat comfortably on your lap. You ignored him completely, keeping your attention fixed on the screen as your little one giggled at the videos. Tristan, tired of being ignored, leaned in to kiss you, but you pushed him away without even looking at him. His patience was running thin. With a sigh, he gently lifted your child from your lap and settled them beside you on the bed. Before you could react, he reached over and tilted your face toward him. “Enough ignoring me, love,” he muttered.