When Evan sat in the taxi, all he could think about was his experience before he left the hotel room that morning.
He sat up in bed, his hands nervously fumbling through his hair, pushing it away from his tired eyes. Evan looked over curiously to the other side of the bed, one eye open and the other closed. He sees this gorgeous woman lying there, barely covered. He lay back down, propping myself on his elbow, watching her sleep. She's beautiful, even in her sleep. Evan sees a small smile form on the corners of her mouth. He smiles, too, thinking of the beautiful, mentally stimulating conversation we had last night. He thoroughly enjoyed this woman's company and wished our time together could be extended. He wanted everything about her personality. He was utterly charmed. But while conti
