His One Night Stand
We take a run through a nearby meadow, swaying gently against the chilly night air, fireflies dancing around us and the moonlight guiding our way through the night.
Eventually, Marcus leads me through a canopy of trees, blocking all of the moonlight before we come across an opening that reveals a lake, shinning brightly against the moonlight. I slow down in my steps, a soft gasp escaping my lips as I behold the sight before me.
Standing at the edge of the lake, I watch as it shimmers like liquid silver beneath the glow of the moon, its surface rippling gently in the cool night breeze. The moonlight dances upon the water, casting a mesmerizing spell that leaves me breathless with wonder. Part