That Strange Morning
Haley woke up and looked around. She had no idea where she was and she was about to freak out when she noticed that there was an arm around her waist. She froze.
"Morning to you too," the man said and rolled over.
"Get away from me!" Haley screamed, grabbed the blankets and scurried to the other end of the bed.
"Calm down," he said leaning back. "Stuff like this happens all the time."
"It doesn't happen to me!" Haley yelled.
"So you haven't had that many one night stands. You'll learn to love it," he said. "You'll also learn to leave before the morning."
"You don't understand! This doesn't happen to me," Haley said beginning to cry. "This is my first time."
"Your first one night stand, so what?" He asked blowing her off.
"No, my first time ever!" Haley yelled.
"Oh, really…" he said now feeling awkward. "Well something must've happened last night or we wouldn't have done anything."
"All I remember is coming to a party and then this," she said hugging the blankets.
"Well the party was here, at my house," he said. He thought for a second and then looked at her. "How about we kiss and see if that sparks any memories?"
Haley looked at him in disgust first of all but then didn't real see what harm it could do, they had already had sex and were laying in bed naked together.
"I guess so," she said as he leaned in.
When they kissed there were instant sparks. The two instantly connected and the way they felt were rare. Few people in the world instantly connect.
"So what's the name of a pretty girl like you?" He asked.
"Haley Stevens," she said as he pecked her on the cheek.
"That's beautiful," he said. "It captures your youth yet it gives people the sense that you're capable of so much more."
"And your name sir?" Haley asked.