Catherine’s POV
When I woke up the next morning, it was to the annoying shrill sound of my ringtone.
“f**k, I thought I had it on silent,” I grumbled against the pillow, as I scooted over to reach for the phone, with my eyes flapped shut.
When I couldn't get it, I groaned, and begrudgingly squeezed my eyes open to grab the annoying device which had now stopped ringing.
On seeing that I had missed a call from Rita, I sighed heavily before placing the phone down on the nightstand, mentally noting to call her back later that day.
As I climbed out from beneath the blanket, it occurred to me that I wasn't in my bedroom.
Looking around made memories from the night before rush in which in turn caused my cheeks to heat up in shyness.
Alessandro and I had truly f****d on every damn corner o
