"What up today?" I jawned, still laying in bed while I heared James coming in.
"Dunno, maybe you could get up" he replied cheekily in a low baritone.
A baritone? This wasn't... I instantly jumped up just to find this unknown, handsome guy sitting at the desk, smiling at me with the most smug impression.
"Well thats something" I stated, unable to think straight while still half asleep.
"Then may I introduce myself" he replied, looking down from his tenting boxers to mine.
Ma solo io ogni tanto mi fermo a pensare a quanto sono orgogliosa di essere italiana? Michelangelo, Leonardo, Ferrari, il Colosseo, la pizza, la pasta.
