One Night

I'm a true romantic. I believe in fairy tales, soulmates, and happily ever afters. The last way I'd ever try to find my true love is with a one night stand. But the night of the party I wasn't looking for my soulmate. When a hot guy with dark hair, brooding eyes, and a chiseled face made eye contact with me across a crowded room, I held his gaze and waited for him to come over. He kissed me. I kissed him back.
And without giving it a second thought, I followed him to a room and had my first ever one night stand. It was a magical night. One I'll never forget. There were sparks, fireworks, and this unexplained feeling that we belong together. But soulmates aren't found with a one night stand. They're found with handwritten love notes. Flowers. A first kiss under the moonlight. A one night stand is the worst love story ever.
But what if it's mine?