The light that
The room is very bright when I open my eyes the next morning. The pounding in my head makes me groan out loud, and I reach for my pillow under my head, pulling it over my eyes. I curse myself for the countless glasses of wine Haddie and I had last night, but I laugh remembering the tears and the laughter and the friendship.
And Ettore. Hot and delicious Ettore.
Hmmm, I sigh at the memory of yesterday and him. He's going to have to do something to take care of this urge that's stirring inside me. I press my thighs together to slow down, but to no avail.
Since I can't get him out of my head, my hopes of falling asleep are gone. I blindly reach for my cell phone on the nightstand, knocking over an empty water bottle. It makes a loud noise on the wooden floor, the sound maki
