Isabella Martini - POV
Ouch!
My head felt like someone was banging it against a rock. It was so hard for me to open my eyes, but after a few tries, I managed to open them when I was greeted by a wooden ceiling.
What the hell happened last night?
I tried to move when I felt like I was trapped. I turned to my right when I saw Arlo's peaceful face next to me. There were no worry lines or the frown that he always has. He looked calm and innocent when he slept, which made a smile grow on my face. My eyes slowly trailed down his body when I realized that he was missing his shirt. I quickly looked at myself when I saw that I was only in my bra and panty.
I don't remember a thing that happened last night.
Did we do it?
I tried to move my leg, but I didn't feel any pain either. I tried to move away from him, but his grip around my waist was only tightened, making me let out a frustrated sigh. Did I do something stupid last night?
