Falling In Love With A One-night Stand By Melina Levine Novels & Stories

what does he think, that if he introduces himself, they can go and get married and live happily ever after? "don't do this, okay? we are adults, and we slept together. it was a one night stand, and it was a mistake. let's just forget about it, can't we?" Elsa said. there was no expression on the man's face. she couldn't figure out what he was thinking. "this just doesn't make sense!" she thought.

Every time I think about it I have this weird feeling in the pit of my stomach. Reina shook her head and patted me softly on my shoulder. "It's not weird Jill; I guess you fell in love with him during that one night stand. It's a shame you can't remember who he is." "In love?" I asked astonished. "Can it be? Is it possible to fall in love during a one night stand?” I let out a heavy frustrated sigh.

she said continuously without a breath. I successfully opened my door and closed it immediately. I slumped on the floor, the feel of my condo unit makes me always feel safe. "Who is that man, Calliana?! When I asked him where were you, he told me your safe and I shouldn't worry. And then I asked his name and girl, did you just have a one night stand with the most sought bachelor of 21st century?" she squealed. "Women will crawl and kneel for a one night stand with a Zeigler! A Zeigler, Calliana!"

Even though she did not mean to lose her virginity to this man, in some sense, she struck gold by having a one-night stand with him! With Stephen in her hands, Melanie swore that she would use him to settle her debt with Bryan and Lena once and for all! The moment Melanie got out of the hotel, her phone started ringing. “Dear.” Melanie’s fiancé, Bryan, spoke with a voice that was full of spurious passion, “Thank you so much for the little surprise that you had ready for me yesterday! There were so many balloons flying out of my trunk when I opened it. It’s so romantic. I like it very much!”

“Why?” On paper, Leopold would be the perfect one-night stand partner. He's experienced and certainly won't cause any problems if he spends the night with me. That's what I need so that no drama follows later on. “First, I want to experience the thrill of a one-night stand. Second, we're strangers. And third, you see this as just a quickie.” I gave an argument to answer his question. Leopold grinned, and once again he scrutinized my body from head to toe. He stared at me for a long time before he finally opened his mouth. “This is only for one night. No call. No text. Okay?”

“Chance, I’m all woman, not a child! See me like any other woman who’s looking to live an unforgettable one-night stand with you. Please, I want to know how it feels being your woman for one night.” It couldn’t be that easy. That straightforward. Except the stare meeting, his own told him it was. She wanted him and she understood this wasn’t the beginning of forever. It was tonight. He had one night, a mere handful of hours, to give her what no other man would dare to. No more second-guessing. No more wasted time.

“Come here.” All my confidence and anger from last night has seemingly washed away. He tries to kiss me again, but I stop the man. I shake my head, refusing to put out again. “One and done,” I tell him. “As you wish,” he replies, running his fingertips up and down my arm. God, why is that tiny touch driving me absolutely crazy? I’ve never thought of myself as a one-night stand girl, but then again, the man I thought I loved was clearly capable of cheating on me.

The next day was Saturday, and she rarely slept in. When she woke up at nine o'clock, she didn't want to move. The relationship between Rolando and the one who was still on the search engine yesterday was completely changed by Melina's scandal. It had only been a single night, and it seemed like the entire world was focused on the Melina's past. She started falling in love in high school. Abortion. She relied on a man in college. To rookies in the performing arts industry, she never helped them.

Clothes, both men's and women's, were scattered all over the bed and the floor, the undeniable evidence of what had happened the night before—she had slept with a man. Suddenly, the fragmented memories of last night crashed into her mind. She had been abducted by a stranger, and then everything went black. Her mind flickered with disjointed images, the man pressing on top of her, his hungry desire, the kiss, and the hands that had driven her to madness... "DAMN!" she whispered under her breath, her voice trembling with a mixture of despair and fury. "A FUCKING one-night stand?!" At that moment, the sound of running water came from the bathroom, harsh and loud in the otherwise silent room.

I had to trust him, even when the storm around us threatened to pull me under. “Xavier,” she said, turning to her son, “you should explain your relationship with Melanie. I want to hear it from you.” Xavier didn’t hesitate. He straightened and spoke plainly. “It was a one-night stand,” he said. “Nothing more. It didn’t mean anything, and it never continued.” My breath caught slightly, though I already knew this. Still, hearing it said out loud, in front of everyone, made it feel heavier. I glanced at Melanie. Her face stiffened, and for the first time since she walked in, she looked unsettled.