Caught f*****g your bestie’s brother isn't the best way to end your holiday. Barely clothed and out in the cold, I sit on the bus stop, hoping I don't get harassed by weirdos.
Suddenly, a car parks and stops in front of me. I’m about to break into a panic state. It's dark, freaking dark!
When the driver steps out, it's a familiar figure.
Diego.
My body stills.
Slowly, he closes the gap between us. His tall frame saunters towards me like a god.
"I'm glad to know this means more than s*x to you, my rose.” He teases.
"How did you know I'm here?" I demand. I was sure to not include my route in the location, plus spending a few days with them, I know he doesn't wake up until 8:00 am.
"My mum told me." He reveals.
I nod. It explains it. The pursuit, early rising...
"I want this, us—
