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Dear You

Dear You, As I lay here in bed writing these words tonight, while my boyfriend sleeps next to me, I'm thinking I'll give this letter to our mutual acquaintance to hand off to you when she next sees you. I don't know her very well, and it's assuming quite a bit of trust that she won't read it. It's funny how little I know about you, given what we shared at Kristen's party. I have to admit that I've become obsessed with you. I've gone through her Facebook friend list countless times, thinking I must have missed your profile. I'm sure I'd recognize your photograph, yet I don't see it there. This, writing to you secretly at midnight, is the best way I can be close to you right now. I haven't worn that red dress since the party, yet every time I see it hanging in my closet I can feel your touch on my skin. Some nights I'm lucky to dream of snippets from the evening, but never the whole night together. Just moments. Before that night, I'd never met anyone like you. I'd never felt as I did when you stood near me. I didn't know your name, had never set eyes on you before, yet you filled me with a sense of equal amounts of danger and excitement. You gave me chills, even as my arm was interlinked with my boyfriends. I love him dearly, I can't imagine life without him, although I seem to only imagine you lately. The things you did to me, and the things you instructed me to do to you. Kevin hasn't mentioned a thing. At first, that night, driving home afterward, I was so petrified he ...

... would, I didn't look over at him. Now, nearly a week later, I almost want him to, just so I can relive it while telling him. I don't know how he feels about it because he's treating me exactly the same as he always has; in fact, even more lovingly I think. Did you cast some sort of hypnotizing spell on him? Haha, no, I don't think you're capable of magic. Not that kind of magic, anyway. Standing next to Kevin, his arm locked with mine, I felt so ashamed that my knees were weak not for him, but for you standing on the other side of me. A complete stranger, looking at me while Kevin talked finance to the rest of the group. I looked away so many times! You must've seen how nervous you were making me. I waited for Kevin to say something, to introduce himself to you, to do something to interfere with your blatant seduction of me. He either didn't know what was going on, or perhaps had no better idea how to stop it than I did. When you took my hand and led me away my heart started racing a mile a minute. I literally felt dizzy. I knew there was no stopping it, and I knew I wanted to go with you. Without a single word, you took me away. I turned to look at Kevin, and our eyes met as you led me through the crowded room. God, I can still feel your hand around the back of my neck as you grabbed me the moment we were alone, pushing me against the wall, pressing your lips against mine. Your fingers tightening around my hair as you pulled my head back and kissed my neck. Your large hand ...