The prompt for this week: …as I rose in the dark…
My eyes fluttered open to an unfamiliar room. The cool touch of silk sheets lay across my naked body. I turned to look at my companion. His hair tousled in sleep with lashes long and dark as his hair, lay facing me.
My heart skipped. Memories of his touch awakened the desire to touch his lips and trace the smile that had been my undoing.
As I rose in the dark to dress, I noticed the white line on his ring finger, picked up my purse, and let myself out.