I wake up feeling warm and fuzzy, I slowly open my eyes and watch my surroundings, frowning I try to recall the events of last night and was stunned, shocked, and amazed with myself.
I groan in the embarrassment of my boldness last night, I peek beside me and found, Massimo, sleeping soundly. I smiled at the peaceful look on his face and honestly, I don't regret last night, and I don't hate it too. Last night was the most amazing night of my entire existence.
I peer down lifting the sheets on me and groan at the blood spot on the extremely white sheets. Slowly I move out of the bed trying to make the least noises and stared at my phone troubled with the time. Our flight to Greece, leaves within an hour and for the first time in my life I had to choose between Massimo and something else in my life, I showered quickly and changed into something nice which was difficult because there were hardly any clothes in the wardrobe for me, I left a small note for him saying I will be in Greece for Oliver and Pete's wedding, then ran to the airport like my ass was on fire.
"I know I'm late, " I meet up with Oliver and his friends at the airport lounge, my passport, and visa was already with me in my bag at the hotel room, I had to take a detour but luckily I was able to make it on time.
"I can see why" he teased pointing at his neck to gesture mine, I blush with the realization of where he was pointing at, there were many fading love bites marks all over my neck and body in noticeable places, damn you, Massimo.
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