Their eyes met in the darkened club. She knew she should not. It was unlike her to have a one night stand. But maybe, maybe it could be something more. She did have his number. “After cousin Chrissy’s wedding” she thought. Their eyes met again. This time though, he was at the altar with Chrissy.
(c) Sanch Vee @ Sanch Writes (13 October 2009)
This is my first attempt at 55 Fiction so constructive criticism is more than welcome. I don’t even know if I’m doing this right but I’m giving it a go anyway.