𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐋
Somehow, I was no longer in the mood for a night out. Just this morning I was all up Antonio's ass about a bachelor party for James, but ever since that goddamn phone call, I was unable to tear my mind away from her.
The woman who ruined me.
The woman who destroyed the man I once was.
And after hearing a voice that was either hers or sounded a lot like hers, the memories felt like it all took place just yesterday. I had been walking around the whole goddamn day as if I was waiting for a fucking bomb to go off.
"You warned Vanessa, right?" James touched my shoulder from the back seat. "Because if you didn't, I am going to be in a fuck-load of trouble when I get home smelling like bourbon and unable to piss straight."
I laughed. "Where's the fun in that? I love hearing my sister swear at you in Italian. The look on your face is fucking priceless."