One Night With My Ex's Uncle

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heart beating wildly. He stared at me with those int

s. How could she come down with just that, when the fiancée of the man

done to you?" I finally asked, as the la

at next to me. I turned sharply and saw a man whose physique looked oddly like the

the man, who had come out from nowhere. He

ame to stand

ry this and not make

out the words that I had been drugged, but my lips co

d like the room was closing in on me-like the faces were

t it came out as a gas

e ceil

still

Why would John accuse me of cheating? Thinking about it, it did seem like I

a way to weave reality

after running from John's house. I had drunk al

I had drunk a lot and couldn't even remember things well. My mem

n a hotel. I turned, ready to go back to sleep, and almost screamed.

y mouth, as I disc

A man o

Emily, you did not sleep w

an to piece together. The kind bartender, being harassed,

head. I didn't want to know what

, the memories came flooding

ds, turning, heart

to the restroom. There, I took a deep br

nger. Emily, sex with

y didn't cooperate. When I tried to pull on my baggy

one on the bed, and h

e it without him knowing. Why hadn't the phone flown

ingers around it

he morning rays played on his fa

His eyebrows were light and brown. His lashes, long and dark. A tussle of messy brown hair on his head,

would anyone be as handsome as that? If his eyes opened, wh

yes and sucked in a breath. Too bad I was never meetin

th waiters, waitresse

is he?" I asked the female at the co

ason, he quit this m

er, bit my lip, and to

ks. There's a man in the room, too.

ook that suggested she imagined what

d in hum

bottles di

ive bottles

." She apologized immediately, and the very mo

d the stranger were meeting anymore. Problems? Forget about it. T

got in, calling out

the memory of the steamy night nor the memory of th

born to wreck people

as wrecking our