Annabelle's POV

Tristan came hurrying down a huge staircase with a wide grin on his face.

"Welcome home Belladonna. What took you guys so long huh? " he asked, wiggling his eyebrows. "Did you stop for a date? Tell me?", he added, winking at me.

"Of course not," I snapped at him. It seemed he always had an inherent quality to convert all situations into unbelievably awkward ones.

Stefan ignored his comment. "Where's everyone? I got a call from Audrey that she and dad would be here," He asked in a pissed-off tone. So his parents didn't live here, I realized.

"All are upstairs in gran's room. Even Jules and...