The One Night Stand {An August Alsina Story}

Chapter 1.

~Bethany~

The burning light from the sun shining through window woke me up.

I looked around and saw I was still at his house.

In my underwear, at least.

What was his name again?

Dennis?

Paul?

Oh well, it's not like I planned on seeing him again anyway.

This was a one time thing.

I checked my phone; it was a little after seven-thirty in the morning.

I slipped back into my dress and grabbed my shoes, quietly closing his apartment door behind me.

This is me.

What I do isn't wrong.

It doesn't hurt anyone.

Except me

But it's whatever.

I wasn't looking for a soulmate...

Was I?

~August~

 I shook her shoulder a little.

I put my hands behind my head as she started to wake up.

She rolled off of me and stretched out her limbs.

"Wow," She breathed.

"Yeah." I mumbled, grabbing out a blunt and lighting it.

"So...how was it?" She questioned, cuddling into my side.

I pushed her aside and stood up, pulling my boxers on.

"Aye look-...what's ya name again?"

"Lana," She sat up.

"Yeah. You gotta bounce, ma." I tosses her her dress and shoes on the bed along with $100 to get home. "Thanks for last night though."

She nodded as she got dressed, and then left without another word.

The minute her cab pulled out of my driveway, another car pulled in.

I laid in bed waiting for her to get to my room.

She should know where it was by now.

She strutted in wearing a long black coat with red lipstick and stiletto heels on.

I took a long drag from the blunt and exhaled as she stripped out of her coat, revealing her lingerie while she crawled towards me on the bed.

She already knew what to do and went to work.

Janice was a regular but there was nothing between us except sex.

And she was far from bad at it.

I had no love for these hoes cause they're only on this planet for one reason: to serve us men.

I didn't need no damn 'soulmate'...

Did I?