Just Last Night Novels & Stories

Ricardo Tucci suffered from severe prosopagnosia, constantly mistaking me for my best friend, Ella Henderson. At an antique auction, he won the gem brooch I had coveted for years, only to hand the box to Ella. When I pointed out his mistake, he merely shrugged it off. "It's just a piece of jewelry. Since it suits her, she can keep it." At an exclusive gala, Ricardo walked down the red carpet with Ella on his arm, while I, his actual fiancée, was stopped at the doors, left to endure the humiliating stares of high society. Afterward, his excuse was as careless as ever. "My face blindness got in the way again. Sorry you had to deal with that." On my birthday, he promised to drive us to o

😀 What is Last Date about? Last Date focus on the relationship between Jennifer and Terrance. They both live in California, but came from different areas in life. When they first met at The Smoothie Shop, Jennifer invited Terrance to have their first date at her house. When Terrance arrived, he is overwhelmed by the rich lifestyle she lives. But they end up getting to know each other better and have a lovely time together. Everything was going well, until Jennifer mentioned she was into BDSM and wanted Terrance to try it with her. But he felt uncomfortable with trying BDSM, that he decided to leave. Jennifer did not take the rejection well and him leaving shattered her heart. Terrance was a

~ If only tonight, If this is all I got, If I can't have your love, I won't get back up this time. If only tonight, I'll race you to the sun, before the morning comes, if I can change your mind. It's only tonight, and tomorrow you're gone, and we're just a song, singing along...~ Music blasted on the speakers. She sang along with the song, driving down the gravelly road. The wind rushed in through the open windows, blowing her auburn hair around. The road was surrounded by a thick forest on either side.

He says in the midst of the rain shatter; "Good night, peanut!" I swear, my heart just bailed on me; "Good night, Cameron Black!"

According to what I had observed, she was not in the mood; however, despite the fact that he appeared to be very horny and desired her, she declined his advances. I overheard her responding to him with "no. not tonight. I am just not in the mood for this right now." He huffed in annoyance and then pulled her hand and placed it on his dick while saying, "but I want you tonight. Because I have a tour tomorrow, I would really appreciate it if you could spend the night with me." However, she did not agree and emphasized each word that came out of her mouth as she stated, "No, I said no. What kind of an idiot are you trying to be?"

He added most likely like mocking on his last phrase. So, he brought me home last night, but how? Shit! I cursed one more time before taking a quick shower and running to my car. Damn it! This is not supposed to be the day I should have. "Congrats man, you got this deal. At least we just lose one." My best buddy exclaimed. The feeling is mutual, we are glad we just missed one and nonetheless. "Yeah! Thank you for watching my back! By the way, how did I get home last night?" I ask him still no recollection of last night's escapade.

"I did they're beautiful but you still didn't tell me why you wasn't at home last night. I had your dad picking me back up looking like an idiot because of you." "I'm sorry ma, I was with someone all night" not even turning around tom the woman pretending to be busy on her laptop my mouthers gasp makes me smile because she probably knows I was with a female. "You was with a woman? All night?" pfft..."Yes mom, a woman, all night"

about what happened last night. -I know, I'm sorry. It was irresponsible of me. I don't know how to make up for my mistake. -No, I mean, we all make mistakes. It doesn't have to happen again, don't beat yourself up about it. -I just... I don't know what went through my head. I'm not like that, really. I don't make those kinds of mistakes. - Uh. Well, don't let it happen again. - she nodded. - Also...I wanted to apologize for the way I spoke to you last night. It wasn't appropriate, in fact, I was hostile. I'm sorry.

He’s making me crazy! “What's the point of your goodbyes last night?” “Well, I guess I really am not a man of my words.”

"The hell was that for?" He was breathing hard, cradling his fist, but his eyes were blazing. "I thought I made myself clear," he seethed in a clipped voice. "I didn’t want to hear that shit. So what the fuck was all that noise about last night? Huh?" I blinked, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. It took a second to click. Last night. This morning. We'd been in the guest room, but the house wasn't that big.