By the Moon
It was just supposed to be one night last summer, just a fling with him at his welcome home party. Just one hot, delicious, drunken romp in his truck was all we agreed on. Except we couldn't keep our hands off each other and it turned into all night.
Rome was the guy all the local girls wanted; good family name, easy on the eyes, skilled with his hands. And I didn't need linked to him. I didn't want to be in the shadowed spot light that was his life.
Now that man, who swore by the moon in a drunken confession that he was a witch, was at my library, silently waiting for me when I left work. I didn't know what he wanted but he’d promised me magic that night last summer. I didn't believe in magic, but I knew the way he looked at me made me want to go back on my word.
**By the Moon is a 5,000+ word, steamy short story with a twist of magic, 18+ due to adult content **