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Mesut pulled Vanessa away while breathless himself.
- Vanessa, that was enough.
- What ? Why ?
- Because you're drunk.
- No, you're drunk!
She accused him still breathless.
- See ? You don't know what you're talking about.
- Stop being so annoying. I know what you think of me, I've noticed the way you looked at me in the event like you wanted to kiss me, or you know.........
She said playing with his tie.
- I didn't want anything.
- No. I knew that this is what you were thinking since you met me. You wanted to..........
- Vanessa, please let me get you in your bed......
- Yes, definitely in my bed.
- I meant for sleeping.
- Ain't nobody got time for this.
She complained while trying to get rid of his shirt.
- Vanessa, I'm not having sex with you.
Mesut said, leading her to her bed.
- Why not ?
- Mainly because you're drunk.
- I'm not. How many times, do I have to tell you ?
Mesut took her in his arms, while she was still complaining. He gently placed her in her bed. Vanessa grabbed his tie once again:
- Stay here.
- Don't make this any harder Vanessa.
- You're making it harder.
- Do you know who's going to regret everything tomorrow morning ?
- I'm sure it ain't you.
Vanessa said while kissing him.
- Exactly, because it'll be you.
Mesut said again.
- Stay here.
Vanessa said.
- Will do. As long as you'll be a good girl and stop trying to make us have sex.
Vanessa stopped and laid her head in her bed. She was so tired, that couldn't keep her eyes opened.
- Good girl.
Mesut said.
Before he could even blink Vanessa was fast asleep.
Mesut placed her better in the bed, taking her shoes of and covering her with the covers. He was pretty sure she was going to complain about her sleeping with her dress but he wasn't going to undress her now.
He leaned to kiss her cheek but Vanessa turned around. Mesut chuckled.
- Even asleep, you're still a troublemaker Vanessa.

Vanessa opened her eyes having an unbearable headache. She tried to understand where was she. The room wasn't familiar to her but she remembered she was in a hotel in Berlin. She tried to stood up from her bed, but felt dizzy. She made her way to the bathroom, throwing up. She felt awful. Apparently she had been drunk last night. She couldn't believe it, she never drinks a lot, why yesterday ? And where was Mesut ? Was he mad at her because she had been drunk in such an event ? She tried to unzip her dress, when Mesut entered her room.
- Mesut, thank God you came, I don't know what's going on here.
She explained.
Mesut had changed clothes and looked really good in his shirt and jeans.
- Are you okay ?
- No, I have a headache. How much have I drunk ?
- You don't remember ?
Mesut asked smirking. Flashbacks of the way she kissed him, came to his mind immediately.
- No, not at all. I remember that I was dancing with someone..........
- With Manuel.
Mesut added.
- Yes, with Manuel, but after that there's nothing I can remember.
- Because after that you had been drinking like hell.
- Have I really danced with Manuel ? What was I thinking ?
- That's a really good question Vanessa.
He said smirking.
- Tell me I haven't done anything ridiculous.
Her face paled.
- Have I said anything to Julian ? Or Lila ? Oh my God tell me I didn't say anything to them.
- Fortunately for you they left early.
- Thank God. Hadn't I drawn a lot of attention have I ?
- No, you were pretty good. You behaved.
Vanessa felt relieved.
- Fortunately.
- In the event you behaved.
Vanessa looked at him.
- What do you mean in the event ?
- I mean in the event.
- Why ? Where hadn't I behaved ?
Mesut chuckled.
- I'm only joking.
The way he said it though didn't convinced Vanessa at all.
- Where did you stay ?
- I went in my hotel. I made sure you were asleep.
- I didn't doubt you did.
She said.
- Let's go in the lobby, eat some breakfast.
- Yes, give me some time to have a shower and change.
She said.
She made her way to the bathroom, grabbing a towel.
- I'll wait in the lobby.
Vanessa nodded. Then turned to face him.
- My lips are bruised.
She stated.
- And ?
- What have I done last night ?
- Let's say that you were pretty entertaining.
He smirked.
- What's that supposed to mean ?
- Exactly, what I said. You were pretty entertaining.
- I thought you said I behaved.
- And you did. In the event.
Vanessa's eyes opened in shock. She had no idea, what this meant, but wasn't sure she wanted to find out either.

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