It was morning. Desmond woke up feeling heavy and sleepy. One eye half open, he blinked a few times and sat up. Then his eyes widened — he was naked! A blanket covered him, but his clothes were nowhere in sight.

“What happened last night?” he muttered, rubbing his head.

Just then, the bathroom door opened, and Tila came out wearing a white towel around her body. Water dripped from her hair as she walked across the room.

Desmond froze, staring at her.

“Why are you staring?” Tila asked, raising a brow.

“I mean… you just popped out of nowhere,” Desmond said, scratching the back of his neck.

Tila gave...