Sometimes I think about that night. It was a house party. We are both specs. We spotted each other without speaking. Then he kissed me on a dare. I was blindfolded but I knew it was him. Power tripped off that moment, so it happened in the dark. It gave us the quick opportunity to kiss with intense desire for each other without anyone noticing.

Night with a Stranger (2)

We ended up talking about virtually everything. With long, intense, passionate kisses the entire night. People noticed. The attraction was palpable. He was healing from a divorce, so he vented his life to me. I had been dealing with painful losses, so I did the same. We knew it was trauma bonding and we decided not to exchange numbers or find each other, cos we’d end up just f^cking and then hurting each other. It’s been 4 years. I don’t regret it.