I open my eyes as I scratch my eyelids. God I feel so weak. My legs feel weak and it's strange. What did I do to myself? Oh shit, now I remember. I had sex with a breath taking blue eyed, blond haired man last night. And it was awesome. Amazing and the best sex of my boring life. He gave me something Caleb couldn't give me for four years. An orgasm. Not just an orgasm, multiple orgasms and a wonderful night that I'm never ever going to forget. 

   I touch his side of the bed and it's empty. I sit up with the duvet covering my naked self as I look around the room. He's truly gone. No evidence that he was ever here. Like it never happened. I peek at my naked self under the duvet and I'm really naked. I can still feel his hands all over my body. Groping every part of me last night. I fall back on my bed and groan. I reach for my phone, hoping to find a missed call or maybe a strange text from a strange number like these girls who had one nightstands. But nothing. He didn't drop a note or even a word. 

" Fuck." I run my hand through my hair. God it's wild. 

   My mind ran to last night. How our conversation moved so smoothly. He was easy to talk to and I enjoyed every minute of our conversation. Who wouldn't. He was different from the other guys there since he wasn't wearing a suit or dress shirt like these men whom we saw at the club. Now I'm left to wonder how old he is. I didn't pay much attention to his age but he should be around my age too. Why do I even fucking care?

   I just wished he didn't have to leave. Why did he have to leave just like that? I don't know anything about one night stands. Do they leave before the dawn of the day in order not to make things more awkward. Maybe he freaked out, cause I don't always look my best every morning. What if? 

  I huff, already getting tired of the countless what ifs in my head? I get up from my bed wincing at the slight ache in between my legs. I might not be a virgin but that stranger last night was huge. And we had sex more than twice last night. I open my closet and my reflection catches my eyes. I turn to look at myself properly in my full length mirror and I'm awed. He marked me. Hickeys pepper my neck and collarbone and these are evidence that he was real and here and I wasn't becoming delusional. 

   I pull out a shirt from my closet and put it on, not bothering to wear any panties. I go to my living room to clean and maybe make pancakes for breakfast. Pancakes. One of my favorite things to make. Why? Because it's easy to make. No stress needed. 

   I pick up my red dress from the floor and smirk. I remembered we were so into each other last night, we almost had sex in my living room. I go back to my room and keep the dress in my laundry basket. Today is Sunday, so I can just get busy with myself and do laundry. It's almost 11am as I start to clean my house. After vacuuming every dirt, I go to the kitchen to make banana pancakes. 

   It doesn't take me less than twenty minutes and I'm already done. I pour wine in a glass and start to eat. I go through my phone and there's a text from my mom asking me if I got laid last night. 

   I laugh. I can't get into last night's details with my mom. It's gonna be awkward. Imagine telling your mom an extremely attractive stranger gave you multiple orgasms in one night and you want to do it again. 

   I type a reply to my mom, emitting the very important details. 

To Mom; Hi Mom. Are you good? I hope you're. And well last night, whatever thing that happened is private. Say hi to whoever you're dating now. 

   I keep my phone aside and get up to wash my dishes. I really need to call Roxie. We have a lot to talk about. Why she has to buy a drink for that stranger while using my name is crazy. Plus, I really need to know who she went home with. Roxie has been going through the worst break-up and it's been hard for her. 

   I decided to take a quick shower before calling her and filling me in on everything that happened last night. I shower, my hand grazing over the hickeys he left behind. Why didn't we at least exchange names. By now I would have stalked him on social media or maybe Google him like the creep I am. Maybe he knew I would. 

   I groan. God, what did he do to me. He has obviously scarred my sex life for me cause I won't be craving for any man anytime soon if it's not him. Oh poor Danny. I know he won't be able to ease the ache in between my legs anymore because Mr. Stranger scarred my sex life. 

   I get out of the shower, wiping my skin and putting on my purple pajamas shorts and a t-shirt. I have paperwork to finish before Monday and I have Roxie to call. And laundry to do. My doorbell rings and I go to the living room. I open the door and Roxie stands outside.

" I was about to call you." I mouth.

" You bitch." She smirks and walks in. 

" Lauren." A tall dark figure appears behind her. 

" Hi, Tan." I smile at him and usher him in. I shut the door and we went to the living room.

" Start spilling out all the deets right now." Roxie smirks at me. 

" What details?" Tanner asks, as he sits down, grabbing my remote and tuning my TV. 

" Women stuff, Tan. Mind your fucking business." Roxie says as I chuckle. Tan smirks. 

" Let me guess. You guys went out last night and hooked up with different men and they did real good." Tanner says. 

" Ew. You fucking dick." Roxie throws a pillow at Tanner as we laugh. 

" Damn. Women." Tanner laughs. 

" Shut up Tan." Roxie slaps his arms. 

" What's up with Dave?" I ask Tanner. Roxie glares at me. She's trying to tell me she won't easily let me off the hook yet. 

" He's good. We got a date tonight."

" Mm mm? I thought you guys were just fooling around?" Roxie says. 

" I thought so too. He asked me out on a date and I swear I was surprised."

" Dave's good and I like him for you. You guys are like the perfect Hollywood couples."

" Sorry this isn't Hollywood, honey, this is Miami. And I told Dave I want to take it slow. You guys knew what happened with Brian." Tanner says. We nod. 

   Aside from Roxie, Tanner is also my close friend too. We all knew each other through the MPD. He's sweet. African American. Sweet smile and his short curly hair. At first glance you would think Tanner is into the other gender. He's hot and I would definitely tap that if I didn't find out he's not into my gender at all. And about Brian, they were kinda serious. Except things didn't turn out well. Brian's parents were homophobes and Brian cheated on him with a girl. That shit hurts. 

" Enough about me. Tell us, Lauren, who's this mystery Adonis you went home with last night? Judging from your flushed state he was hot as fuck." Tanner smirks and I roll my eyes.

" Yeah. Rox saw him last night."

" He's hot as fuck. Beautiful and super sexy." Roxie giggles like she was the one who got laid. 

" It was crazy. You guys know how naturally inexperienced I am. But it was the best night of my life. I was shy and nervous like a highschool girl who was about to lose her virginity."

" Tell me everything." Roxie glares at me. Tanner and I look at ourselves and chuckle. 

" Well we kissed right in the living room before we took it to my bedroom."

" You brought him to your house?!" Roxie squeaks. I bite my lip and nod. 

" Oh you fucking bitch." Roxie says and bites her lip, giving me her warning eyes to continue. 

" He gave me more than four orgasm In one night."

" Shit." Tanner mutters this time. 

" Yeah."

" You were counting?" Tanner asks. I roll my eyes.

" Fuck, I don't know. It was amazing and he even went down."

" Oh holy baby Jesus. I need iced water." Roxie fans herself with her hand. Tanner chuckles. 

" And you know the fucking crazy part, he was gone before I woke up this morning. Like it never happened. Taking all his evidence that he was ever here. And I was worried. Wasn't he supposed to be in my bed when I woke up." 

" Shit."

" It's a one night thing Lauren. Most times to avoid making the other partner uncomfortable, you just gotta leave. That's what one nightstand is about right?"

" Well. Not in every case. Did he tell you his name?"

" Nothing. Maybe he thinks I'm a fucking cop. Do I look a fucking cop?" I ask and Tanner laughs. Roxie chuckles. 

" You know you don't look like a fucking cop, Lauren. He's probably the bad boy. Of course he's a bad boy. Bad boys don't stay in the woman's bed when dawn comes. Trust me. That shit has happened to me too. But it's the other way round. I left before he woke up."

" The guy you hooked up with?"

" Yeah." Roxie bites her lip and nods. 

  I snap my fingers." Deets now." I demand.

" Okay. I'm gonna go to the kitchen and find something to eat and let you ladies discuss your promiscuous nights."

" Shut up, Tan." Roxie and I say as I slap his butt when he walks past me. 

  He touches his ass and shoots me a playful glare. I smile broadly at him as he goes to the kitchen.

" What's up? Go on."

" Well his name was Ren. Strange name I know. He looks to be Italian or maybe Irish. He's got an accent that sounds Irish and Italian. What does an Irish accent even sound like? Look, it doesn't matter. We had good sex and all that shit and it was amazing. I know it's not as amazing as yours though." I giggle at her and roll my eyes. 

" And you left?"

  She blows out her breath. " Yeah. Steve texted me."

" No shit."

" Yeah, it's awkward. He said he wants to make things work between us and that he was sorry. He wants me back."

" Isn't Steve that cheating boyfriend of yours?" Tanner asks from the kitchen. 

" I thought you went to the kitchen to give us girl time." I call out. 

" Well, yeah. I was fucking listening." Tanner says and I roll my eyes. 

" One quick piece of advice, Rox. You deserve better. Steve doesn't deserve you. He can't just walk out of your life any time he likes and then come back and say sorry. Nobody does that. That relationship is not healthy. You should find someone better, maybe get to know your one nightstand. What's his name again, Len? Hen?" Tanner says. I chuckle at his choice of name. 

" It's Ren, dickwad." 

" Whatever the fuck it is." Tanner says as he comes out of the kitchen, eating my leftover pancakes. 

" All I'm saying is that Steve boy doesn't deserve you my friend. You're a grown ass woman and he won't treat you like you're sixteen. Cheat and then come back. You shouldn't tolerate that." Tanner says. He's not really known for giving advice or talking in general. But when he does, he's good at it. He just said what I would have said to Roxie.

" Rox, he's right." I tell her. She smiles and nods. 

" Fuck Steve. We should do something fun today. And Lauren, how about we visit the strip club tonight and maybe we might see your dream man who gave you four orgasms?" Roxie smiles and dances on her couch. 

   I giggle. I know why she's doing this. She's trying to think about what Tanner said and try to forget about Steve. By hooking up or maybe getting drunk. And come to think of it. This man who made me feel alive in one night, I don't even know his name and I want to see him again. I want him again. And I won't deny the fact that yesterday was the beginning of something exciting for me. And I want him again. 

  I want to see him again. And the only way to see him again is visiting the club with Roxie tonight since I'm pretty sure he hangs around there. If not often, at least once in a while. 

   I smile at Roxie and nod. 

" Why not."

" Fuck yeah." Roxie squeals.

" No shit."

   And if I see him tonight, what am I gonna tell him?