Dimas threw his arm and accidentally knocked over two empty champagne glasses on the nightstand along with a bottle. Luckily, the Armand de Brignac Rosé bottle had been emptied hours ago, along with a bottle of Dom, and a bottle of expensive French brandy. His eyes opened slightly. He struggled with the bright sun coming through. He made out the blonde snapping her bra on. He didn’t say anything as she slid on her dress, picked up her pumps by the second messy double bed, and tiptoed out the door. He didn’t remember her name. The introduction had been fleeting and his memories dulled by celebrating and alcohol.
Once the door closed, Dimas moved closer to Hunter in the double bed they shared. Dimas snuggled up next to him, since Hunter was lying on his side, and ground his d**k against Hun
