Wolf
1.
He's got a sweet, gentle smile. She's been burned before, reduced to ashes and brushed away. It's hard to trust again.
They've dated for three weeks, meeting up in public places until she's comfortable enough to invite him in for coffee. He doesn't push, but he brushes, strokes, calms. It's her who leans forward, tentative and unsure, before the world flips and then it's him who's enveloping her, trapping her against the mattress until she's shuddering like a volcano about to blow. It's so quick, unexpected, destructive.
He's not gentle or sweet and he's gone forever a little while after.
2.
He's charming. He's a gentleman. He got class - Best seats in the house, champagne - he knows how to treat a woman.
She hasn't let a man into her house for a long time, longer than she's proud of. He nods approvingly at her furnishings, the art on her walls. She pours them both a glass of wine, the best, leaving an oak-y taste in her mouth, on his chest, across his nipples, budding into hardness.
He's skilled, experienced. She thinks they could be on to something great before she realises… she's been had.
He's a wolf in Armani.
3.
He's fun, he's dumb, they share so much that he feels like her twin. There's something spiritual there. They make out for hours, like teenagers, both finding it so hard to throw off the modern world and cling to their youth. He understands her.
She smiles at him and he's giving her that goofy grin, then there's open-mouthed kisses and easy laughter and before she knows it they are bouncing around on the bed like it's a trampoline.
Her happiness lasts exactly one day of unanswered phone calls, texts and confusion before she realises that she'll never see him again.
4.
He's so smart. He's older than her but he can talk eloquently about pretty much anything she's into - art, literature, music. He's so much cooler than her professors at NYU because he actually listens to what she says and respects her opinion. He sees beyond her face, her figure, her lack of experience.
His apartment is amazing - so futuristic, so artsy - and she gets exactly five minutes to admire it before he's got her into his bedroom and she realises what a terrible mistake she's made.
She guesses that men are only after one thing, after all.
5.
She's been seeing him for five weeks and they've had sex twice. Sometimes he seems distracted, staring into space. She asks what's wrong and watches his eyes, sees a cloud pass over the blue, like he's hurting.
When they go out, he pays - she's not a heavy drinker.
She feels like he's disconnecting - like's he's going through the motions with her and, because of that, she ends it. He blinks, surprised, as though it's been a long time since someone's dumped him.
He asks "Why?"
She tells him - because he calls out another woman's name in his sleep.