SNOW

ADRIANA'S POV

I groaned, swinging my legs off the bed, my head in my hands.

Did I drink?

The memories came rushing back and I remembered that I indeed did have a few glasses of wine with the Cavalieri members yesterday. Thank fuck that I didn't take a whole lot more than I can handle because I knew that I would have done something entirely stupid.

I was always like that.

"You're awake" A low gravelly voice from the doorway made the hair on my skin stand on ends.

Cursing silently, I looked up to see Vincenzo leaning on the doorway, a blank look on his face while he nursed a mug of something steaming in his hands.

We stared at each other for a few seconds, neither of us wanting to break their gaze until he sighed and looked down at his cup, a frown appearing on his face. "Want some?"