Everything that mattered had changed and nothing had changed. He relaxed in the arms of this beautiful young woman and felt her slip off into sleep. He followed her. The worries that would come soon enough could wait. The duties could wait. It was enough that they slept in each others arms after enjoying the delights of an intimate encounter.<br/><br/>Maybe it was love. If it was it would find a way.  For now Tristan GoodFellow slept with Astrid in his arms.<br/><br/>