AMINA’S POV
I woke up to the sound of something shattering on the floor.
I jumped up and looked towards the door, seeing Rio standing over a broken vase near my door.
He stumbled over to my bed, super hung over. He plopped down and climbed on-top of me, blowing his dirty tequila breath on my face.
“Can I ever get peace?” I murmured our annoyingly
Rio groaned out as he wrapped his arms around me, snuggling up to me.
“Why aren’t you in your bed Rio?” I asked out annoyedly
“I fell asleep on the couch. I was cold, so I came here.” Rio groaned out into my chest, breathing into my neck
I chuckled slightly, rolling my eyes.
“What about the vase you broke? You’re just gonna leave it there?” I asked out amusedly
“The maids will clean it up.”
I laughed out, at his response.
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