Three
I PEEKED ONE EYE OPEN and groaned. Light hurt. Everything hurt. How much did I have to drink? Wait… it was mixing drinks that did it. I would have known better if I hadn’t been caught off guard by everything that happened last night.
Pulling the sheets up around my head, I groaned louder and found that beneath the covers, I was just in my undies.
As my mind cleared of all the crazy drunken dreams that had terrorised me throughout the night, I remembered the smashed glass… and Roman… then him carrying me to bed, and asking about whether I thought he was beautiful… and asking about…
I groaned even louder and shouted, “Gawd sake!”
“Good morning. Reliving the highlights?”
“What the–”
I struggled from beneath the sheets and found Dante up and about, wearing jeans and a casual shirt
