“Oh…” Emily murmured.
Tristan just stared at her in silence.
She couldn’t stand that look on his face. Pressing her lips together, she nudged, “You’d better answer your phone. It’s about to cut off.”
Jaw tight, Tristan shot her a look but let it slide for now, picking up his phone and answering the call.
The moment the line connected, Steven’s voice barked down the line, “What are you doing? Why’d you take so long to pick up?”
Tristan pinched the bridge of his nose, exhaling, “What do you want, Steven?”
That only seemed to rile Steven further. “Watch your tone. Is that how you speak to your family?”
Tristan didn’t bother replying. Instead, he gestured to Emily that he’d step out, then slipped onto the balcony and closed the door behind him.
Steven took a deep breath, voice low and steely. “I don’t care what else you’re doing right now. Come home this instant. Your parents and I are waiting.”
“Can’t you just tell me over the phone?” Tristan replied.
“What’s stopping you from coming back?” Steven’s voice was cold and firm. “I don’t care what plans you have tonight—drop them. You’re coming home.”
A careless smirk played at Tristan’s lips. “As long as you’re not setting me up with someone, I’m sure it’ll be fine.”
Steven just snorted, ignoring his question and hanging up.
Tristan returned to the living room, waving a hand at Emily. “I’ve got to head home for a bit.”
She shrugged. “Go ahead.”
Her eyes flicked toward him. “Don’t tell me they’re forcing you into another blind date?”
Tristan stuffed one hand in his pocket, deliberately keeping her in suspense. “Who knows? Anything’s possible.”
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