My head was pounding. 

I really should not have drunk so much yesterday. I don't even remember leaving the club. How did I even get home? 

Groaning in the annoyance of not being able to fall back asleep, I went to roll and stretch, but I couldn't. That's when I realized that there was a heavy weight on my back and another lighter weight on my arm. What the hell? 

I managed to turn around and saw that it is in fact a guy's head that was laying on my back, and is not on my partially naked stomach. Oh

I then noticed that I was not in my room. The ceilings were a creamy white with gold accents and Greek columns. The room was beautiful honestly. Where the hell was I?  I was trying not to freak out and remain calm, I mean why would I freak out, right? It's not like I was in a strange room/place, with a stranger with who I apparently had a one-night stand with. 

The stranger started stirring too before finally getting off of me and sitting up. He yawned and rubbed his eyes before looking in my direction.

Damian. That much I remember. Last night is kinda fuzzy after we started dancing.

"Well good morning sunshine" Oh right his accent. God that accent does wonders. 

"Good morning" I know we did the dirty yesterday but I was glad I had a shirt on to cover me up, that would have been embarrassing. "What the hell happened last night? And where are we?" I was kind of groggy still and the confusion of it all was not helping. 

"Well after we danced and kissed we went back to take more shots, me more than you since you were already drunk. After my 6th shot, it goes blank for me." He plopped down on the bed. I love how we weren't being awkward with each other as if we have known each other for a long time and hadn't just met yesterday night. "I do know that we're at a hotel though"

Oh great. Okay, I needed to pee now. I checked to see if I was wearing underwear, and I was not, but the shirt I had on was long enough to cover me so that should be fine. I stood out of the bed without saying anything else and went off to look for the bathroom. What type of hotel were we in? This looks so fancy and likes it costs a fortune. I know damn well I'm not paying for this cause I can't even imagine being able to afford it. When I found the bathroom it was just as beautiful as the bedroom. I did my business, washed my face a bit, and used some of the mini size mouth wash that was on the counter, and then went back out. As I was walking out I saw the time, 11:30. It's a good thing I don't have to go to work until 3, but I should be heading out now.

Determined to find my clothes and forget all about this one-night stand I head to the bedroom. Surprisingly enough, most of my clothes were scattered on the floor on the way to the room, I just needed my phone and underwear. I walk into the bedroom and am greeted with a shirtless Damian. All I can say is who let this man look this good, and I managed to get him to sleep with me?!

He cleared his throat getting me out of my trance. "I was going to get some room service, what do you want?"

"Oh um actually, I was just going to head out. I should probably find a way home before I have to go to work."

Disappointment flashed in his face. "Right well at least let me give you a ride home, it's the least I can do."

"No, no worries I'll be okay. Thank you though. And I guess thank you for a fun night too" I shouldn't have said that last part that's so weird. Even more disappointment flashed on his face. 

"Okay then" He then turned around to grab something on the floor behind him. Omg. What did I do to his back? He had a bunch of red nail marks and I suddenly felt guilty for the burning sensation they must be causing. I didn't bring it up though. When he straightened up he had a phone in his hand, my phone. "Here". He was serious now before he was more relaxed but then again I don't really know anything about him. 

"Thanks" I grabbed my phone and from the corner of my eye, I saw my missing panties. I grabbed them and then went back to the bathroom to change. It felt disgusting putting last night's clothes on again.

Once I was done I stepped out. I was going to say bye before leaving but I couldn't find him and I didn't want to make it awkward either. So I just left. Damn the walk of shame.