LILA

The morning light trickles into the room, making me squint as I shield my eyes. Damn. This definitely isn’t my room.

I sit up slowly, blinking at my surroundings. It takes a second to register, Rafael’s room. His penthouse. And no, I wasn’t drunk last night, so I remember everything. Every damn fucking thing.

Just thinking about it makes my cheeks flush.

“You did it, girl. We did it! We got laid—and not just laid, we got wrecked,” Lola cackles inside my head.

Oh the moon goddess help me, she’s back.

I swing my legs off the bed, stretching. My entire body aches from last night’s activities. Rafael had...