Not Just One Night
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  • Reads 1,449,624
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  • Parts 52
  • Time 9h 18m
Complete, First published Jan 23, 2016
You've never had a one night stand have you?" Lauren's manipulating a frayed piece of the duvet between two of her slender fingers when I look away from my book. Her eyes dance from mine, to my lips, to the clock on the nightstand behind me, then back to my lips. 

I smirk, "Am I that obvious?" 
She dips her head, her lofty brunette curls pouring out across the white pillow case. She tucks one strand that has fallen too far against her cheek, behind her ear timidly. I've still not grown accustomed to the demure version of Lauren I'm seeing now. 

When only minutes ago, she was ambitious, arousing, and unchaste. 
I confirm her suspicion. "Well you're right," I say. "I've never had a one-night stand," I grin, flustered, seemingly mirroring Lauren's own expression. "You were my first..."
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