The moment my eyes opened, I blinked. It was a reflex action to confirm I was really awake. That I wasn't dreaming at all.

  

      Putting a drunk Tiffany to bed wasn't really the easiest task on earth. Not when I could remember very well a she had her body all over me yesterday.

  That was pretty sweet, I won't lie.

 

      I turned to my left and Tiffany was laying beside me. I raised my brow trying to remember how we managed to be on the same bed.

    'Fuck!' I had no idea if I whispered or said that in my mind.

     A small smile crept on my lips cause it...