Forty-nine

My head nearly exploded the moment I tried to open my eyes.

This hangover is gnarly. I crack one eyelid open and I'm nearly blinded by the sun. I can still feel Damian's cold body underneath me which gives me some relief.

But I quickly scan the area to really see where we are. I can remember a little but of detail about last night and I remember falling asleep on the beach but right now, we aren't on a beach. I'm so confused right now.

I brought my palms to my head as I pressed it on my temple trying to remember what the hell happened.

"Fuck........." Damian groaned from beneath me. "I think my head is about to split open" he said in a sexy morning voice that made my already racing heart race some more.

"Where are we?" I asked him still looking around.

"I have no fucking idea* we both sat up right and took in the environment. We where in a wooden cabin which was quite small but how...

"I think I remember that the blondie woke us up screaming about the police" Damian said obviousl