IN LOVE WITH MY ONE NIGHT STAND

*TESSA*

“I’m never falling in love again.”I murmured to myself as I downed a glass of vodka.

I winced slightly as it burnt its way down my throat.

I shouldn’t be drinking.

I know I shouldn’t be drinking.

I don’t even have the head for alcohol but I just want to try and forget about how bad my heart was aching.

Still..the alcohol wasn’t helping.

Three years…it took Marcus three years to tell me that I wasn’t gentle,considerate and sexy.

How could he say that to me when he had always adored me?

What went wrong?

And just few hours ago…I saw pictures of him online.

Apparently,he had traveled to England with a girl.

She had looked so classy…so sophisticated in the pictures.

We just broke up like three days ago and he’s already with someone else?

That made me curious to know when he met her…

Was it before we broke up?

Had he been cheating on me?

Had I really become less gentle and sexy and considerate?

Oh God.

It was as if someone was repeatedly piercing my chest with a knife.

How could it be so easy for him to end what we had?

Am I supposed to move on like that?

How can I move on from him?

I filled up my glass again and drank everything on it.

Someone sat beside me and l suddenly felt uncomfortable.

I didn’t want anyone to see me at my lowest.

With every intention of leaving,I turned to slid off the stool but before I realized it,I had turned towards the direction of the person.

It was a man.

I became aware of a pregnant taut silence.

Feeling absurdly compelled…I looked up and came face to face….eyeball to eyeball with a fallen angel who was looking right at me.

A dark fallen angel.

With eyes that seemed to glow green and gold under long back lashes and black brows…high cheekbones and a very enchanting lips.

It drew my eyes and made me stop and linger.

I had the most bizarre and urgent desire to press my lips against his mouth..to feel and taste its texture.

This was all within a nanosecond.

“Hey,pretty lady.”He began.

I couldn’t understand the hot feeling in my belly,the sizzling in my blood for what seemed like aeons.

My breath hitched and I felt dizzy.

I was still sitting down!

Pull yourself,Tessa.

This has to be the alcohol.

I shakily stood up.

“Oh please don’t leave on my account.”

“I was…I was about leaving…”

“Am I too late to ask if you would share a drink with me?”He asked.

I should decline but his hot and deep voice hit me like a wrecking ball.

I sat back down as I stared at him…a burning hit reaction spread through me…lighting a fire through every vein and every bit of pulsing blood in my body.

And when he smiled faintly…the room seemed to tilt.

“I…”I let out with pathetic ineffectiveness.

He took off his coat and jacket revealing the thin silk of his shirt and the body I had suspected existed was now heart-stoppingly evident.

What is wrong with me?

It has to be the break up and the alcohol.

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The sound of running water woke me up.

I blinked slowly and opened my eyes.

My head was aching but my eyes dilated when I realized that I wasn’t in my bedroom.