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asked Eros annoyed. Jane thought for a moment. "They're so boring! I want to meet random guys so I can get nervous and all," Jane said casually. If most people are afraid or hesitant to meet strangers, Jane wants to meet and get to know strangers. Eros shook his head slowly. Jane's quirks have no cure. "If you don't want to come, I'll sign up myself, who knows I might find the perfect date there!" cried Jane as she left the pool. Eros took a deep breath. The girl had completely lost her mind. There are no good, perfect men on dating apps like that. Applications like that only contain people without work.

I wished I could look back at the way this began with fondness; maybe it would make the circumstances bearable, but waking in the bed of a stranger on the wrong side of town didn't lend itself to memories I wanted to cherish. But hell, neither did the day, that preceded the night, that changed my life.

stop in the middle of the road, it seemed like someone just appeared in front of me out of nowhere like he apparated or teleported I guess,and that made me numb for few seconds I was about to shout when suddenly he came a bit closer and I could see his face under the dim yellow street-light and I recognized him instantly, it was him the same guy from the book-store “Elvin”, I shouted. “What are you doing here and what the hell was that” I almost shouted but he was calm as an ocean with that same dignified look on his face with those same passionate green eyes and said “I was thinking about what you said that day at the book store lately and was also following you for couple of weeks and I t

He couldn’t have people figuring out his disguise. As he continued into town, he realized most everything remained the same in the six months he’d been gone. The river area still reeked of dead fish and salt from the sea, and as he walked farther away, the stench lessened as the scent of flowers tried to drown it out. More cottages lined along the road, but the same market street vendors were selling their wares. People he’d recalled doing business with gave him a pleasant nod of greetings.

It was quiet, almost sacred, with sunlight streaming through the large windows and rows of books inviting me to lose myself in their worlds. I wandered through the aisles aimlessly until I stumbled across a section on business biographies. My fingers hovered over the spines until I spotted one that looked familiar: Against All Odds: The Rise of Evan Bennett. I pulled the book from the shelf, my heart racing. I hadn't known a biography about him existed. The cover featured a candid photo of Evan, his piercing eyes staring directly at the camera.

Dada asked furiously. "Excuse you? What right do you think you have to question me that way?" she refuted him and he grabbed her closer to him. Pissed, she pushed him away from her. "I had a one-night stand the night before. It was magical and up till now, I still can't let go of the moment I shared with this stranger. I have no idea who he is. Now I feel very lonely. I'm telling you because you are my friend. The only make friendship I have and value but please respect me next time." she said to him and tried to make her way out of his house but then he shut the door as he looked at her like someone who was brokenhearted.

Ivy gave her a meek smile as she watched the stranger led her friend towards the hotel section of the building. She spotted a man seated right beside the exit door. He had a flowing dark hair and it shined in the dimmed light. His hair reminded her of star gazing with her father and she found herself smiling at her childish thought. She couldn't see more of his face as the stranger seemed focus on a newspaper. She sighed and turned her attention back to her drink. Several men approached her but she shot them deadly glares and they all walked away. She kept taking shots waiting for Emily's text message until she became tipsy and she started blanking out.

Hearing all these were strange to her ears as a newbie and novice who had no sexual experience. "Fairytale deflowering which is where a man buys you, you have a nice date and then, it ends with sex." "The cost of the date and experience will come out of the final payment, intimacy, feelings and emotions." "Okay so! What is the other type?" Isabella cut in, adjusting herself on the chair and staring directly into his piercing eyes.

“Urghh!” I grumbled out of frustration as I watch the tattooed stranger drive out of my street. The jerk made me beg him for sex only to turn me down, apparently he had a child to take care of and couldn’t stay but still didn’t make any attempt to ask for my number or even give his, such a jerk. I hissed and headed inside my tiny apartment, the emptiness welcomed me once again. It’s always been just me ever since Henry got hospitalized, we lived together after my graduation.

"It’s the only place I can remember feeling truly safe, when I was little." "It’s a good place to be," he agreed. "Much better than bars and late nights—you never know who you’ll run into in places like that." Yna went quiet, her mind drifting back to that terrible night—the night she’d met the stranger, the night everything changed. "Can I ask you something?" Alas said gently. "I hope you won’t be upset." "Of course. Anything." He guided her to a bench so she could rest her feet. He’d wanted to ask more about the pregnancy, but seeing how fragile she still was, he held back.