Do eet!

...She couldn't resist the urge to snoop through such a mysterious young man's things!

It looked like Antonio had already moved a lot of his things into the guest room. He clearly intended to stay a long time. The bookshelf was full of novels. Fantasy, sci-fi, crime drama, and even a few romance, but none of it was erotica to her surprise.

The vanity had some light cosmetics on it, suggesting he was a bit on the metro side. It definitely wasn't enough make up to suggest he crossdressed. It all looked socially appropriate for a man to wear in public.

The trunk at the foot of the bed was full of various nick-knacks, trophies, and mementos. Nothing too remarkable and no porn stash at the bottom.

The walk-in wardrobe was full of quite stylish men's clothes, again suggesting Antonio was a bit of a metrosexual.

The TV was tuned into an Italian TV station Dylan wasn't familiar with the programming of. It didn't look like he'd bought any on-demand porn.

Under the bed was a charging laptop. Curious, she booted it up, but found it was password-protected. Great, this was the last place his porn stash would be, and she couldn't get in. Curse the digital age!

Dylan sighed from her seat on the bad, Antonio's laptop on her lap. Then, the door to the room opened...