In the morning Naledi woke up with a start. She stared at the grey walls of an unfamiliar room. She rubbed at the grit in her eyes, and squinted at the furniture she could see on her side. The lone chair and small table didn’t look familiar. It took her a minute to remember where she was. When she did everything that happened last night came flooding her mind in vivid images that brought a smile to her face and her body to grow warm. Her hand automatically went to her neck, where Anthony had bit her, leaving a mark. The skin was still tender there.
Anthony had been amazing, he had been everything she had dreamed of and more.
If only…Naledi stopped her mind from going down that road. Of course she couldn’t have him. The world didn’t work like that way. People like her didn’t end up with p
