BEAUTYThe Pierre Hotel, New York
It was the first time she’d ever felt fully confident in lovemaking. There was something about this man and the way he looked at her and touched her that left her no space for the self-doubt that had tormented her all her life. Sometimes she thought she could hear him inside her head, putting all insecurity to rest.
They slept holding each other tightly. She woke up in the morning a little later than usual. She tried to determine if last night’s events were real or a dream. She looked for him, but he was gone. She could smell him on her skin and a moon-shaped silver-and-turquoise necklace was left on his pillow. She put it on.
Morgan got out of bed, and as she looked in the mirror in the bathroom, she couldn’t help but ask herself what he saw in her. She
