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“I should ask you! What are you doing here? This is my room,” I say.
“No, the fuck it’s not,” he sounds irritated and panicked. “How else would I be able to enter if the room is not mine?”
"They gave me a keycard for this room," I retort.
“There has to be a mistake somewhere,” he mutters.
“What? I don’t get it. Everyone was situated according to their names. You’re ‘E’ so you should be in the—” I stop.
Fuck. Of course.
“You’re not an E, though. Lorenzo. Your name starts with an L. J, K, L… Louise’s room should have been yours.” I say.
It’s his turn to stare at me with raised brows. “What?” he asks, looking confused.
“Whatever, just hold on.” I return to the room, Lorenzo’s feet hurrying after me. He picks up a towel to cover himself. I mutter to myself, “I can’t believe my rotten luck.”
The light comes on as I flip the switch. I grab my clothes on the floor to get my purse, bending to rummage through them for my phone. Lorenzo’s sharp intake of breath reaches my ears. I realize he’s looking at me from behind, but I ignore him.
I scan my contacts for the planner’s number and dial it. The girls and I helped Alessia with the planning for the wedding so we all have the lady’s number.
“Huh?” I hear the groggy voice of the planner on the other end. “What’s wrong? Did something happen? Is something wrong with the wedding?”
I hear rustling like she’s getting up.
“What?!” she exclaims. “It’s three in the morning. The bride and groom should be on their flight by now.”
“Yeah, Adriana, the bride and groom are on their flight already. I just want to go to sleep, but I can’t because someone made a mistake with my room.”
Although I should feel sorry for her, I don’t. I wouldn’t need to call her if she’d done her job right. I explain the situation in a measured voice to keep from biting her head off.
“Huh? Oh, snap. I’m so sorry. I made a mistake,” she said, sounding more awake now.
“Yeah, that much is obvious.”
“The hotel is completely booked. I don’t think I can get you another room.” Her voice is low and apologetic.
I roll my eyes as I end the call. I call Louisa, hoping she will pick up, but she doesn’t. I did the same with Jenna, but she also didn’t answer. They were both completely gone earlier, so the hope of them picking up was low, but I tried anyway. I couldn’t just go back to their rooms. Their keycards were in there, and the moment I left each room, I automatically locked myself out.
Reality dawns on me. I’m stuck here with him, with no other option but to share a bed or fight for the right to sleep in it alone. Even though I've been acting chill, I'm not feeling it anymore.
4
Enzo
Damn!
That’s the only thing running through my mind as I gaze at the blonde, whose name I still don’t know. I had considered asking Alessia as I told her I would, but then I quickly decided against it. Although I should be irritated by her unwillingness to cooperate in the slightest, I’m drawn to the chase… the challenge I have with her… and taking the easy way out by asking my sister is not the way I want to win this.
Blondie is still standing in front of me, her body bare as she goes through her phone, a slight irritation on her face. She is so gloriously naked it hurts to look at her. I will the growing bulge under my towel go down, hoping she will not turn around and see it.
Her breasts are everything I’d imagined and more. I’d been right before… there’s no way they’d fit in my hands. She has a perfect hourglass figure, a slender waist tapering in wide hips. I grab my chest to keep my heart from beating out of it as I imagine my hands tracing where her hips curve outwards.
Now my dick salute to the sight.
After the failed attempt at a conversation, she made sure to stick with her friends through the night. I spent the rest of the night nursing my drink. Although I did a bit of drinking myself, I did not get too wasted. I was more interested in watching her dance than anything else.
For someone I met merely hours ago, she has become the most interesting person in my world, and watching her only made her more interesting. It was easy to imagine she was dancing only for my eyes. The sight sent currents to my loins; and for the rest of the night, I was stuck adjusting my pants. She was clearly a troublemaker, but it seemed she held back, to take care of her friends, which I found admirable. It shows she can be serious when she wants to.
