Siren

It was only supposed to be one night.
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I get off of his lap and fix my dress and hair.

"Please, one more." He reaches for me again.

I push his hand away and tell him to get himself together.

"We have a room for a reason, now let's go." I give a flirtatious grin.

He opens the door and starts to make his way out, then he remembers something and turns back around.

"What's your name? You still haven't told me."

I grin, if he forgot to ask I wouldn't have told him later on.

"Siren."

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