Cinderella's One Night Stand
The clock was striking midnight. Glancing over, she saw the rise and fall of the man's breath. Sliding the covers off, she began to dress. A breeze crept in the window and chills ran down her body.
Bending over, she fixed the strap of her heels and grabbed her purse. Her bracelets jingled against each other.
"Shit".
The hair on her neck rose and she glanced back at him, still asleep on the bed.
Taking a moment to admire him, she notices his muscles glistening under the faint moonlight. The color of his skin camouflaged his freckles, which dotted his face.
Time to go.
Looking at her watch, she left the room as quietly as possible.
12:01am.
She's safe.
Bending over, she fixed the strap of her heels and grabbed her purse. Her bracelets jingled against each other.
"Shit".
The hair on her neck rose and she glanced back at him, still asleep on the bed.
Taking a moment to admire him, she notices his muscles glistening under the faint moonlight. The color of his skin camouflaged his freckles, which dotted his face.
Time to go.
Looking at her watch, she left the room as quietly as possible.
12:01am.
She's safe.
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