Drabble #9 (of 100) - Lust
She calls is a whirlwind romance, but the phrase does not do those two weeks justice. It's all a haze now, a foggy memory of passion and sex. For two weeks she did not go to class, barely saw anything but the inside of her own bedroom. And she saw him.
Ashton. Beautiful. Graceful. Passionate. Chivalrous. Great in bed. They'd met at a party, or been introduced by a friend, or some other way that she did not remember. She didn't even remember his last name. But she remembered him.
Looking at her now pregnant reflection, how could she not?
Ashton. Beautiful. Graceful. Passionate. Chivalrous. Great in bed. They'd met at a party, or been introduced by a friend, or some other way that she did not remember. She didn't even remember his last name. But she remembered him.
Looking at her now pregnant reflection, how could she not?