Chapter 136

• "Pinch me," Oliver clarified, this time with slightly clearer pronunciation, but still failing to eliminate Tristan's confusion. Who on earth ruins such a romantic situation by requesting the other person to pinch them? Even if Oliver had a peculiar preference for that, it was too early for such a request.
• "Save that for the bedroom, my friend," Tristan furrowed his brows, releasing Oliver's hands. Now it was Oliver's turn to appear confused for a brief moment before bursting into laughter. "No, I meant it as a way to determine if I'm dreaming or not."
• Tristan mentally berated himself for misunderstanding. Of course, that made more sense. Now Oliver tilted his head in an amused manner, teasingly asking, "But have you pondered about the bedroom, Tris?"