our second chance

chapter one

Carmen's perspective:

I awoke to the sun that appeared through my block-out curtains.

After a night of canoodling, kissing with tongue and under the clothes touching ;>,

I felt like I had seen the light at the end of my depressing lonely tunnel.

I am so getting a refund for those I thought to myself. I dragged my tired body (from a rough night) out of bed and tried not to tumble over a batman costume as I made my way to the bathroom. I look back over to my occupied bed, a tall dark-haired man who I assume came home with me from the Halloween party was lying on his side facing me, although my curtains were letting the light in, it was still too dark to get a look at his face. He's shirtless I thought, he then rolled over facing away from me, and the blanket fell off.

His shirt wasn't the only thing he was missing.

I think back to last night's events, I can't remember much, but for my first time kissing with tongue it was pretty good.

I remember when I first saw him at the party. His long brown hair that fell right in front of his brown eyes is what caught my attention first. The rest of the night is a bit blurry, but I know for a fact I spent it with him.