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He was angry, for hell knew what fucking reason. "You clearly don't know the definition of a one night stand, buddy. I picked you up in a bar. We go home. Have fun. I leave in the morning. We don't get to know each other. We don't exchange pleasantries. That's it. Done deal." I tried to explain as calmly as I could. This guy was pushing my buttons. I didn't want someone. Not right now, and even if I wanted to have him as mine, my father would throw massive hissy fit. Shun me from the pack. What would happen to my mate, if I one day decided to find him?

“Close the door fully and feel free. I’m not a monster. My name is Ethan. The first time I saw you at the bar, I wanted to come meet you. You were very beautiful to be looking so down that night. But when I saw that man from earlier approach you, I had to stop. I waited, watched and listened instead.” I just stood there listening to him with shame burning in my chest. My face felt hot. I remembered that night too well. The drinks, the one night stand with Mark, the bad decisions, how I paid him and left. Now this stranger knew details I wished I could forget. I didn’t say anything. I just listened, arms crossed tight over my chest.

“So am I.” He laughs. “Not everyone wants to go steady, and you shouldn’t be ashamed about wanting a one-night stand. We live in a free country and in modern times. Providing everyone consents and uses protection, what the hell does it matter who does what with whom? Nobody cares. But it’s not just about scratching an itch. It’s about sharing yourself with someone you find attractive. Exploring each other, and giving each other pleasure.” My face warms. “You’re obviously an expert,” I say, a little tartly.

Some random hookup he could just pay off after a night together? Heat burned in my chest, not just anger at him, but at myself. I had let him into my body. I had let him touch me, kiss me, make me forget who I was for one reckless night. And now, here I was, with nothing but wrinkled clothes and a pile of money I didn’t ask for. Fighting the lump in my throat, I stood and slowly began gathering my things. I just wanted out. This place suddenly felt wrong, like I didn’t belong here, like I had barged into a world that was never meant for me.

Because she was supposed to be my best friend. "I guess I shouldn't be surprised." I said into the deafening silence, the laughter still sitting strange in my voice, hollow and almost manic. "It is a typical tale, isn't it? Girl falls in love. Gets betrayed by the man and her best friend. Classic." "Ambre, it's not what you—" Melissa started. I took the words right out of her mouth. "Not what I think?" My voice cracked on the last word and I didn't even realize I was crying until I felt it. "I didn't just walk in on you f*cking the man I am getting mated to tonight. Tonight Melissa."

“What does that mean?” “It means because of your heartbreak, you should mess with as many guys as possible and get your fill of revenge for breaking their hearts. And that involves a lot of one night stands.” Bianca explained but Aria was weary of that, things like that weren’t her style. “It’s what all the girls do now to take revenge on the male species. It’s fun.” Sleeping with random men? No. “No, Bianca.” “Okay, Miss Goody–two–shoes. If you say so.” Bianca knew she couldn’t convince her friend to do something she didn’t want to, so she dropped the topic. She began to slow down her vehicle until they halted in front of a large mansion.

Nothing else mattered at that moment as all I could think about was enjoying the pleasure of burying myself between her legs. When she asked me if I wanted her to stop, my head told me to say yes but that was easier said than done. I may have become the king of one-night stands but that did not mean that I did not have self-control. If it were to be any other woman, I would have kicked them out. However, Jade had a hold over me, one I wished I could break free from, especially because she was a pathological liar who did not share my feelings for her. She took me into her mouth, and I threw my head back groaning in pleasure while she sucked my pintle as though her life depended on it.

Friend: "Relax, you were both consenting adults. Just enjoy the moment and don't overthink it." Jessica: "I don't even know how to contact him. What if I'm pregnant or something?" Friend: "Don't worry, you can take a pregnancy test in a few weeks. And as for him, it was just a one-night stand. You don't need to contact him if you don't want to." Jessica: "I guess you're right. I just hope I don't regret this later." Chapter 1 (continued): As Jessica was getting ready to leave the hotel room the next morning, the man she had spent the night with sat up in bed and looked at her with a smile.

She all but whispered, as she looked at my face that was now only a few inches away from her own, our nose almost touching. “That night.” “That night?” She asked, her breath uneven once more, and I only nodded in response, “Nope.” “Oh” I said in a low tone. “Why would I? It was just a one night stand, like everyone else's, no strings attached.” “Just one night stand?” I don't know why the sound of that makes my hackles rise,

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.