Chapter Thirty-eight

Lorenzo's POV

We both watched as Carrie closed the door behind her, leaving Vincent and I in the room alone.

I glanced over at Vincent who was staring at me with the look of that of a disappointed father in his eyes and asked, "What?"

He stared at me for several seconds without saying a word before shaking his head in utter disbelief.

"You are unbelievable Lorenzo." He said as he walked towards me, his hands behind his back. He seemed to be doing his best to hold his tongue.

Ever the responsible Vincent.

"What the hell did I do dad?" I tried to tease but he just glared at me.

"Carrie really man?" He asked with raised brows as if to say I could do way better.

"It's not what you think, we were just …" I trailed off when he gave me a look that said I should try fooling someone else.

"Fine, we fucked, what's the big deal?"

"What's the big deal? His voice carried an air of disbelief. " What happened to the waitress, you know the one you haven't been able to shut up about for the last m