A Steamy One-night Stand With An 18-year-old Stranger—fulfilling My Wildest Desi Fantasy

He’s still passed out on the couch. I dash past the kitchen and make my way up the stairs. XXX Hm. Hungry?” I ask, hoping he would stay. Anyways, wicked party bro.” With that he’s out of the door, leaving me standing in the middle of the living room. Hm. I check under the bed but no one is under there. There was a party last night! God, it’s so cold in here! I start to creep slowly down the hall. “Just past noon. Where I’m standing right now, I have a clear shot at the stairs, to the left of the stairs is the living room and to the right is the kitchen. time..?” He asks, still not comprehending much. There was a party last night! I check through everything. *Carter’s POV
THIS HEADACHE. his room. I immediately grab his arm and drag him out of the closet. Maybe I’ll see you around,” He says in a huff, getting up and smoothing his clothes out.