Excerpt from short story "Romance For One"

Mary fiddled with her wine glass. As her fingertips circled the lip of the glass, her gaze traveled around the room, resting briefly on the occupants at the other tables, before moving on to the couples slow-dancing on the dance floor. Bodies swayed, pressed close together - chest to breast, cock to pussy.

Need coiled in Mary's stomach. Why had she stopped by Giddeon's on the busiest night of the week? To prove to herself that she was over Scott? That she could sit in their favorite restaurant - at their old table - and not feel an inkling of remorse or nostalgia? Well, to that end, she had succeeded. Not once had she yearned for Scott. Instead, desire was winding its way through her body, circulating longing for the next man - the one who had not yet made his appearance in her life.

So what was she doing here?

Being silly, that's what she was doing here. Desire and longing for the next man, indeed. Mary shook her head in disgust and yanked her gaze from the couple with moves straight from Dirty Dancing, looking for her waiter, instead.

Ah, there he was, a couple tables away from her, setting a plate of fried plantains with sour cream in front of the man-

Mary's breath stuttered in her chest, jolting her desire up a notch and sparking heat in her stomach - as her gaze zoomed in on the man.

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