Gina blinked and frowned as sunlight from between the still closed curtains hit her face, tickling her pupils to open. Half closed, Gina tried to move her entire naked body.
What? Naked?
Gina's eyes opened wide, her body stiffened. With her hands tightly gripping the blanket covering her chest, Gina tried to remember what happened before she lost consciousness until she woke up in a different place this morning.
"Already up, baby?"
Gina's head immediately turned towards the source of the voice who had just said her name, currently on the sofa near the door Massimo was sitting in a masculine pose holding a cup of bitter coffee.
"W-where are we?" asked Gina confused, she felt foreign to the room she was in right now.
Massimo placed the coffee cup in his hand carefully on the table. "Our house, didn't I tell you last night. You didn't forget, did you?"
"O-our house, you mean the new house yesterday..."
"Yes, our new house."
