When the Clock Strikes Midnight by A L Miller

Author:A L Miller [Miller, A L]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-29T00:00:00+00:00

Twelve

Cole

My workday is long and busy, per usual. I’m bombarded with phone call after phone call and having to show more houses today than I cared to. I check my phone all day to see if I got any messages from Danny. I’m disappointed every time there isn’t a message. I head out of my office pocketing my keys and phone before getting in my car to go home. I would more than likely be picking up some takeout on the way.

I hadn’t eaten much today except a random array of cookies at the open houses I did today, with way too much lemonade and not enough coffee. I stop at my usual go-to place for some orange chicken and devour it the moment I get inside my apartment. There isn’t going to be any leftovers for tomorrow at the rate I’m going. I really should learn to cook something, but I am always way too tired to do anything when I got home from work.

I take off my coat, realizing I still have it on, and my black mask falls to the floor. I pick it up and stare at it, thinking of the events that took place the night I wore it. I hadn’t thought of the guy again until now. The only person I thought about today was Danny. A notification pops on my phone from Facebook, so I open up the app to see that Paul has loaded new pics to the party album.

I have nothing better to do before heading to bed, so I might as well look at some pictures and see if I was in any of them. I wasn’t expecting to see the picture of him, the man in the blue and gold masquerade mask. Paul had tagged him in the pictures as James Bishop. I know I shouldn’t, but I’m way too curious not to, so I click on his profile which was private and only allowing me to see the profile picture of him standing next to that same woman he entered the party with. My curiosity was really getting the best of me tonight; without thinking, my finger lands on the message button with my fingers moving quickly against the letter keys.

I hit send before I could overthink it back out of sending the message. I probably should have though, but I was caught up in the moment when I saw his picture and those alluring eyes and perfect lips. The way his clothing lay perfectly against his small, taught body that I was lucky enough to have my hands all over.

A noise comes from my phone as an incoming Facebook message comes through. A rush of nerves move through my body, my hands are shaky trying to open the message. I wasn’t expecting him to answer, at least not this quickly. It then comes to me that he now knows exactly what I look like. He now knows exactly who I am, and I still have no idea who he is.

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