14

Florence walked downstairs after waking up at eight in the morning. It was Saturday, the most awaited day of the week for the students. Florence was bone tired from all the work she had to do this week and hence she was looking forward to a nice weekend. She wanted to relax a little.

As much as she loves to attend the university, she loves to be at her new home and do whatever she wants. She had a lot to do today with all the assignments piling up. She thought that this morning was similar to all the mornings she had for the last couple of days.

But what she saw in the kitchen was not what she had ever expected. Tristan in the kitchen, wearing an apron. The man may be a jerk but he was a gorgeous jerk and Florence hate it to admit that.

" Are you awake yet or should I flaunt my beauty some more?" Tristan said before he looked up at his wife who was stuck on the stairs looking at him as if he had grown two pairs of horns.

Her hair was wet from the shower and her long legs were