All you remember was getting drunk, blaring music, crowded places, screaming and flashing lights..and him, Lorenzo Zurzulo.

You and your friend went to a party and one thing led to another your waking up besides him, your in your underwear..and a shirt(thats not yours). You look around and realize you aren't in your room and there is someone besides you you hardly recognize..and was he shirtless??

"Mm..good morning Cara mía.." Lorenzo murmured in a low tone..his scent very noticeable, as he wraps his arms around your waist.