One Night With A Man In Love

Ella was leaning against her kitchen door, enjoying the quiet of her weekend with a cup of coffee. 

Her mind was still remembering what happened last night with Alfred, she wasn't sure about herself at the time.

But everything just happened, without her planning at all.

Ella looked at the faces of Edward and Abigail, the magazine was already in the small trash can in the corner of the room.

She sat on a chair and put down her coffee cup slowly, "Ahhh... what's wrong with me?" Ella said while covering her face with both hands.

"How could I do such a crazy thing? Alfred and me... last night... we did it? Hhh..! Ella... is this a sign that you've forgotten about Edward Huxley?"

Ella bit her lip in confusion, her feelings still raging and thinking about her last night's date with Alfred Lewis.

Even though last night both of them were not drunk, but why were they able to spend the night together with such an intoxicating intimacy?