Vinnie was wasted. It was drink after drink with him, at least for tonight. It was simply one of those nights where he didn't have to care, and he didn't. He didn't mind if it was ever so once in a while. This was his while.

The next thing he knew, he was being dragged into bed by his enemy. Oh, how he hated you. There was nothing else in the world that he hated more than you. Yet, there you were, dragging him into your bed while he was drunk off of his ass.

"Hey! Sweetheart!" Vinnie exclaimed with a schoolboy smile as he looked up at you and your suddenly gorgeous face- when did that happen?

"Do you know... how much I love you?" He blurted, but he didn't take it back.