We lay there, on the bed, both smoking. After a few minutes of silence, Ransom looks over to me, "I don't want this to be a one night stand."
I look over to him, "you sure about that?" I chuckle, before sitting up.
"Yeah, I'm sure I don't want this be a one time thing."
"You may change your mind, Drysdale." I look back to him over to my shoulder, "they always do." I take a long draw off my cigarette.
"Someone really broke your heart, huh?"
I nod, sniffling a bit as the tears form in my eyes, "a few people. My parents mainly. My mother made sure that I knew I was her second choice, I mean, fuck, she didn't even realize I left a party she had thrown for me." I scoff and shake my head, "and then guy after guy has come into my life, made me feel like things would be different, only to leave. So... I tend not to get attached."
"Yeah, I feel you.... my family sucks too. If it were up to them I wouldn't get my inheritance. And as far as love goes, I didn't have any luck there either, but we never know until we try."
I shake my head, "I guess so." I look back to him over my shoulder, only now realizing he had sit up as well.
He gets up and starts to get dressed. Looking outside for a moment before handing me his phone, "dial your number," he smiles.
I take his phone and call my phone, hanging up as soon as I hear it ring, "there, now you have my number and I have yours." I smile up to him, "but you don't have to leave"
He turns away from me, putting his coat on, "I wanna stay, but I gotta go." He comes back to the bed and gives me a kiss, "I'll show myself out."
"I'll see you later, Hugh."
He smirks back to me from the doorway, "have a good night, Charlotte."
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Ransom Notes
FanfictionCharlotte Cushing is expected to be the definition of a lady, however, she is tried of having her life planned out for her. One night, after sneaking out of a party at her family's estate, she meets a handsome stranger who shares her love of chaos...