i’m pregnant. i don’t know the man who got me this way and i have no clue how to find him. all i remember from that one night before waking alone in a hotel room with a rose on my pillow are piercing grey eyes and a mouth that did wicked, wonderful things to me. i need to find him and i will. my friends, the naughty ones as gram calls us, and i are going to crash every rich blood social event this city has to offer for however long it takes until i discover who the father of my baby is. i just hope he remembers me and 