Lilith's POV
"Ugh, why is it so hot in here? Did someone crank the heat?" I muttered groggily, blinking my eyes open.
The first thing I saw was flesh-tan, toned, and with a faint trail of dark chest hair.. My gaze dropped to my hand, which was splayed across said chest, and I scowled.
"Reporter wakes up in the middle of her own scandal-details at eleven," I murmured sarcastically to myself, moving slightly only to feel an arm slip off my back. Their soft snores continued undisturbed.
Shit. How the hell was I going to get out of this?
My eyes darted around the room, and realization hit like a freight train-I wasn't even in my own apartment.
*Oh, for the love of... they brought me to THEIR house?*
Was I really about to do the walk of shame from the notorious testosterone-filled
