Alma’s pov
I woke up to the pain in my neck still searing me like a buzzing sound ringing in my head, and I opened my eyes tired.
This wasn’t my room?? I looked down at the bed, this wasn’t my bed either, and that’s when I started to look around and saw it.
Omg.
This was Santiago’s room.
Holy hell.
I was sitting straight and frozen when I realized someone was lying beside me. I prayed to the Goddess that it wasn’t who I thought it was…. I was almost afraid when I saw him shirtless and sleeping with his back against me.
Yeah…. That was him, the muscular dark bronzed body that made me want to reach out and touch him when I started to panic.
What the hell had happened!? I got a bit drunk yesterday but not that much, not enough to not remember… the flashes of what happened fell over me
