Lorenzo POV

‘Get up. Your flight lives in an hour.’ Marco poured cold water on my face startling me out of my sleep.

‘The fuck dude.’ I yelled at Marco who was already doubling over in laughter

‘You’re lucky I didn’t shoot you.’

‘Yay lucky me.’ Marco said to him every word laced in sarcasm. ‘But honestly, if you don’t get up now, we’ll get to the lake house by noon and I don’t want that.’

‘Fine, I’m up, I’m up.‘I rolled out of bed and walked to the window, the view from here was beautiful. I checked my phone on the stand, one missed call from Bruno and a...