It had been a hot minute since they’d seen each other. A few years at the least, many moons. They bumped into each other at a party that ironically, neither of them had wanted to be at. Their disposition rapidly changed once their eyes met. This is something that they had both very much anticipated. Imagined down to the last details even. But both had crossing ropes in their stomach from nerves. The kind of nerves you get from anticipating a job interview, or jumping out of an airplane. Nerves that weren’t bad, but assured you that there was treasure around the corner if you could successfully navigate this situation.
These two former lovers had made a pact: if they ever ran into each other again, and if they were both single, they would seize the moment and love each other with reckless abandon. Well, she had just left her fiance months prior, and he was back in town for a cousin’s wedding. What he had originally thought of as a grossly obligatory use of perfectly good vacation days turned out to be the sexual opportunity of a lifetime. Any notion of her ex fiance vanished from her mind when she saw him. A hot flash came over both of them. The kind of sensation when you’re acutely aware of how active the sweat glands on your scalp are. Unexpected lustful opportunity or spicy food, the senses knew no difference.