Bad Habits

Chapter Thirty Three

𝐴𝑢𝑟𝑜𝑟𝑎 ♡︎

The bright light shining through our lace curtains woke me up.

I allowed my eyes to adjust to the sunshine. I blinked, then looked down and realised Enzo was laying on my chest.

His arms were secured tightly around my waist and his face was stuffed in my boobs.

I didn't want to wake him, and I really wanted to stay like this forever, but I really needed to use the bathroom.

I gently stroked his hair with my fingers.

I didn't know what time it was. I don't even know how long we spent fucking last night.

Oh.

How did I forget about that? Honestly, how could anyone forget about that?

A smile formed on my lips when I remembered the events of last night.

Enzo stirred on my chest.

"You're awake already?" He asked.

He removed his face from my tits, but only by a bit so he could stare up at me.

"I am. Good morning."

His grin was one I had seen last night. It was a sleepy, lopsided smile.

I brought one hand to his face and brushed a thumb over the corner of his lips.

"How did you sleep?" I inquired.

He groaned and buried his face in my chest again. He tightened his hold around my waist.

"I haven't slept like that in months."

"Me neither," I whispered.

He rolled off me, but grabbed me by the waist and pulled me to his side. Our legs tangled under the sheets and my head fell on top of his chest.

"You think someone heard us?"

"Heard us?"

"You know.. last night."

He hummed, "What happened last night?"

I grunted and pushed him lightly.

"We fucked, you asshole."

"Oh! Your family? Probably not. They were likely to still be at the reception."

"You are such a dickhead."

He laughed and kissed my forehead.

"Should we get up? What are we going to do now that the wedding is over?"

Enzo pushed me off him. I sat on my knees with my legs folded underneath me and stared down at him.

"We're touring Europe."

My eyes widened. "What?!"

"Didn't I tell you? I booked a plane for tomorrow afternoon to our first destination."