Silence ensued for too long.

"This is so awkward. I'm sorry. It was nice meeting you. I think you're a great guy...." Jesus, I was a blabbering mess.

"It was nice meeting you too. Take care," he said.

I made another face at the phone. "You too. Bye," I squeaked out.

Kieran murmured a goodbye in response before we both hung up. I groaned and tossed my phone back into my purse, shaking my head to no one. Slapping the top of my thighs I stood up and marched into the kitchen to find Tristan sitting on a stool with his arms crossed over his chest. I raised an eyebrow in his direction before sitting on the chair opposite his. "Yes?" I questioned him.

"If I wasn't so irritated that you went on a date with that guy, I'd probably tell you that that phone call was one of the most awkward conversations I've ever heard in my life," he snickered.

I scoffed, kicking away the thought that he had done so much worse than going on a simple date that didn't even end with a kiss. "You're nosey."

His eyes widened in amusement. "I don't think you're one to talk, goldie."

"Oh, shut up," I laughed before flicking his earlobe, hoping to steer away from the previous conversation. "What were you telling me before you eavesdropped on my conversation?"

Tristan shifted forward in his seat and smiled. "Do you remember me telling you I have a convention to go to next week?" he asked.

I nodded because I did remember him mentioning that he only had one more engagement before Robby was officially retired. Hallelujah. "Yeah."

"Come with me," he said in a voice that was entirely too insecure to be normal for Tristan.

My eyebrow rose on its own as I took in his suggestion. He wanted me to go with him to a porn convention? "You want me to?" I asked slowly, just to make sure I understood correctly.

"Yes. I only have to be there for an hour to do a signing, and I'm getting my hotel room and flight paid for by my sponsor, so we'd have time to go do things," he said with a waggle of thick, dark eyebrows.

Instantly, I felt terrible. With Nicole's wedding coming up, and the expenses I knew were tied with having to pay for my bridesmaid dress, hotel, food, and travel for her wedding in Vegas, it was swallowing up the money in my savings. I tried not to let the smile on my face show my disappointment, but I'm pretty sure I failed miserably. "I can't, I'm sorry. I'd like to, but I don't have the money with Nikki and Calum's wedding next month," I explained to him honestly.

He frowned and shook his head. "I'll pay for your ticket, Kat. It'll be my treat."

I narrowed my eyes in his direction and shook my head, too. "That's too much, Mag. I can't let you do that."

"Goldie, it's not a big deal at all, I swear. You can thank my grandma later. I want you to come with me to L.A. It'll be your early birthday present," he sighed. I caught onto the fact that he mentioned my birthday, and I knew for sure I'd never told him when it was. I figured I'd ask him about it later because all I could focus on was that he was really trying to get me to tag along. "We can go to Disneyland if you want or go to that museum with the tar—"

"The La Brea Tar Pits?" I asked.

Tristan nodded at me slowly, knowing I was falling for his reasoning. I mean, shit, the porn had been what made us meet, and I'd have to live with the idea that there were videos of him with other females all over the internet for however long we were friends, or whatever it is that we were. Would it be so wrong of me to at least take advantage of this last trip? I knew my dad would tell me it was too soon to go on a trip with a guy who wasn't exactly my boyfriend and let him pay, but fuck it. The La Brea Tar Pits? Disneyland?