Enchanted Again: More Erotic Bedtime Stories For Women by Nancy Madore

Author:Nancy Madore
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Man-Woman Relationships, Adaptations, Folk Tales, Fantasy, Erotic Fiction, Fiction, Erotic Stories, American, Fairy Tales, Legends & Mythology, Erotica, General, Short Stories, Women
ISBN: 9780373605217
Publisher: Spice
Published: 2008-10-31T05:00:00+00:00

She knew the moment had come when Georgie smiled at her.

“Words cannot begin to express what I feel,” he told her, taking her hand in his. She remained silent, so he continued, “It might be easier just to show you.” He set a small black ring box on the table in front of her. When Daphne still didn’t move or speak he opened the box and revealed the glistening engagement ring to her.

Daphne felt as if she was watching a train wreck. With each moment that passed she was becoming increasingly uncomfortable. She looked at the ring he offered her dispassionately. She had dreamed of this moment so many times that there was no more magic to glean from it.

“I’m sorry, Georgie,” she whispered. But she actually felt no remorse at all.

“What?” He was taken aback. It had not even occurred to him that she might reject him. “Daphne, I know I’ve been an ass since the first, but please—” He broke off in confusion.

There was a short silence.

“You can think about it,” he told her hopefully.

She didn’t respond to this.

“I can make you happy, Daphne,” he said.

But the more anxious and desperate he became, the more far removed Daphne felt. She thought about that night when she went to his house to find him with another woman and shuddered with revulsion. It stung her pride even after all this time to recall how pathetic her behavior had been.

What a mess! How would she ever find happiness? At the moment all she knew was that she had to get away from Georgie. She snapped the ring box shut and got up from the table.

“Daphne,” he said. “Let’s talk about this.”

“I’m sorry, Georgie,” she said again. She picked up her purse and her phone and her keys.

“Where are you going?” he asked.

“I’m leaving you, Georgie.” She was surprised by how good it felt to say the words.

“You can’t just leave me like this!” Georgie was aghast.

But she was preparing to do just that.

“At least take the hex off me,” he pleaded.

But Daphne found that, although she didn’t want Georgie for herself anymore, she still wasn’t ready to just hand him over to someone else. Besides, all of this was his own fault. It wouldn’t have happened if he had just stayed the way he was.

“Daphne!” He grasped her arm and tried to pull her to him but she jerked him off her with a violence that surprised him.

“Please don’t turn this into an ugly scene,” she said, wondering if he would remember the words he had spoken to her on that night long ago.

He didn’t.

“Daphne! Please don’t go!”

She opened the apartment door and walked out.

“Come back!” he yelled after her.

Daphne walked out of the apartment building breathing a sigh of relief. She felt older but infinitely wiser. She reached in her purse and pulled out a cigarette, reminding herself absently that she ought to quit one of these days.

HOT CROSS BUNS

Hot cross buns!

Hot cross buns!

One wallop, two wallop,

hot cross buns!

Marcie slid into the passenger seat, shivering slightly with a mixture of cold, trepidation and euphoria.

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