Roy's P.O.V.
Reality struck me like a striking thunder.
I woke up with a massive hangover in someone else's bed. Not someone else but in Natasha's bed.
Natasha slept topless beside me. I hope she is wearing something underneath, unlike me.
Hell, I don't even remember a single thing about last night. Did I actually f**k her? Oh damn! I did. Otherwise, I wouldn't be naked here.
Dammit! Dammit!
I pulled off the sheets and grabbed my pants, pulling it over. I looked for my cell phone but it was nowhere to be found.
"Where are you going?" Natasha asked in a sleepy voice just when I was about to exit her room.
I felt like someone was banging my skull with a hammer. My skull was about to break. I just shook my head and walked out while grabbing my shirt on the way.
I searched for my phon
