Sinning with Mia

Mia is a mistake I can't resist repeating.

Our one night together played out like some overdone cliché.

The only two single people at a wedding, we practically fell into bed. I can't even blame it on alcohol since neither of us had been drinking.

It was all Mia. I was drunk on her laughter, her scent, and her taste.

Months later, I still want her, but that's not going to happen. We both agreed there would be no repeat of that night. Mia is my friend, and nothing more.

One phone call changes ever...