Vincent had a bad headache, and trying to recall what happened the previous night made it worse. Melissa woke up and yawned. Turning to Melissa, he asked hesitantly,
"Melissa, what happened last night? I can't remember anything after you picked me up."
Melissa sighed and looked at him with a look of concern and shyness.
"You were pretty out of it, Vincent. You called me, and when I got to the bar, you were pretty drunk. We talked a bit about Isabella and everything that's been going on. You were really upset. I couldn't leave you there, so I brought you back to my place."
Vincent rubbed his temples, trying to ease the pounding headache. "Did... did anything happen between us?" he asked, afraid of the answer.
Melissa looked at him, her expression unreadable. "Vincent, one thing led to
