Falling in Love With A One-Night Stand

The man looked around the small motel thoughtfully as if he was thinking about something. Sally handed him a cup of coffee and told him, “Sir, here you go, Please wait a moment; I’ll be down shortly. May | have your surname, please?”

“Davis.”

“Okay, Mr. Davis.”

Sally then went upstairs to clean up that room. The man took a sip of his coffee and took his camera out of his bag. He sat in the lobby before pointing the camera to the first floor. Then he zoomed in on and noticed a sign in a room on the second floor that said, “Boss’s room, knock if you need anything.” The man then smiled.

At the same time, Jennie was sitting by her room’s window and reading a book under the weak light that illuminated her face. She had her long, shining blonde hair down over her shoulders and was wrapped ina brown blanket.

Ryan had already been standing in the doorway for ten minutes. He was carrying a tray and said, “Mom, you can be mad at me as long as you want. But you’ve got to eat something.”

Jennie nodded, still engrossed in her book. “Leave it there,” she said.

Ryan said anxiously, “You haven’t eaten much since you returned from Birmingham. Even Sally can tell you’re in a bad mood! What are you expecting me to do about it?”

“Did you think of me when you got close to the Wrights behind my 338 Time Flies Away back?” Jennie asked, frowning.

Ryan became frozen, unsure of what to say. Jennie sized him up and realized he was strikingly similar to Wayne. She started to feel bad about it, believing she should never have allowed him to travel to Birmingham in the first place.

from his mother. He’d even called

Things would have gotten complicated if Peter had known about it. She sighed after awhile, and said, “Leave

and delicate, yet she was a tough woman. As he placed the tray on the coffee table next to him, he said, “You have to eat.

and then looked

opened the door, he heard the shutter, and a flash shone

the ground floor. Although he knew the man could be a guest, he couldn’t remain polite anymore. He asked angrily, “Who are you? Why are you

hand. He tilted his head, looked at Ryan suspiciously, and asked, “Can’t

When she spotted Ryan, she looked at the door behind him and asked, “Your mother still hasn’t eaten anything, has

“No.”

that, Sally didn’t say anything else. When she noticed the man on the ground floor staring at them, she said, “By the way,

suspiciously and asked, “Why do you

of the hotel is his

didn’t stop her. He nodded and appeared to be in a bad mood. As he proceeded to his room, he added, “Sally, go entertain the guests.

gazed at his back till he shut

to check in here. Would you mind showing me your

his identification card. After taking the ID, She silently typed his name into the computer before saying, “Mr. William Davis, your

took his room key and went