27. Sinful

I woke up with a heavy arm draped over my body, it was hot and uncomfortable. Thinking I was on my bed, I tried to shift but ended up on the floor, only then it occurred to me that we spent the night on the couch. I sat on the floor, looking at a messy haired Antonio sleeping soundly, with his lips slightly parted. He looked harmless, like he couldn't even hurt a fly if it was given to him; but it was a lie, the man destroyed my insides last night, so much that falling on the floor hurt more than it should've.

I was in pain and he was sleeping soundly, what's the witchcraft? I smiled mischievously as a plan formed in my head.

I ran to the kitchen, got a glass of water and ran back to the living room.

I poured a bit of the water to my free hand and put it over his face, so the water dropped slowly to his face. He was unfazed. I got annoyed and poured the whole thing on the man. He got up immediately, looking around until his eyes settled on me with the glass cup in my hand. He's fac