I tried to open my eyes, but I just ended up wincing in pain. My head hurts like hell.
I couldn't remember what happened last night, but the last thing I remember is that Blaise and I went to the bistro. We had drinks, and I sang on stage. After finishing, I returned to our table and resumed drinking. After that, I don't remember anything.
What the hell happened?
"Are you awake yet?" asked a baritone voice. Even though it hurt, I opened my eyes. An unfamiliar ceiling welcomed me.
I sat down and yelled loudly.
"Damn, quiet!" he growled at me, then jumped on the bed to cover my mouth.
My eyes widened when the towel was removed from his waist, revealing his manhood.
I want to cry because my cheeks are so hot. This isn't happening! I'm just dreaming!
"Can you calm the hell down already?" he asked, almost snapping. I nodded. He removed the hand that was covering my mouth and quickly wrapped himself again with a towel.
