It's 11:30 pm and midnight is approaching quickly, Jenna decided her life needed to change. Being at this Ski Lodge with a group of college girlfriends was not her original plan. She wanted to stay home with her cat.

Instead, her girlfriends made her come on this weekend ski trip. They joined the party at the Lodge with the blizzard raging outside. The theme for the party was the 1920s. All the girls dressed up in their best flapper looks.

Jenna had her friend do her hair and makeup which she normally did not do. Getting dolled up was not her focus in college, she was the type that did not really try to impress anyone. Tonight, was a different plan for Jenna. The plan for her was to be spontaneous. Being so far from their college town, she would know no one. Her new year's resolution would be to stop being so shy. At least for the weekend.

Back in the Ballroom at the Lodge, there was a champagne tower and glitter, everywhere. They dressed to the nines. There was just one guy who dressed like an old school mafia boss. He had been eyeing Jenna from across the room all night.

They locked eyes, and he came across the dance floor. She noticed his features, tall and muscular. Dark brown hair against his light complexion, made his blue eyes stand out. His freshly pressed pinstripe suit complemented his look.

"I have been waiting to dance with you all night."

She found herself at a loss for words. He held out his hand waiting for her to take it. Slowly lifting her hand, almost placing it in his. Not waiting for her to change her mind, he took it and pulled her into the dance floor.

They got lost in the music, enjoying each other's company.

Her, sticking to her new resolution of being carefree for once.

Him, wanting to dance with a beautiful woman.

11:59pm.

Everyone was dancing, drinking and having a great time. Jenna and her mystery man were dancing so close you could feel the heat coming off them. Facing each other as the countdown begins.

10.

They lock eyes.

9.

8.

His fingers slid up her arm, sending a bolt of electricity through her.

7.

6.

Both breathing heavily.

5.

4.

Moving closer.

3.

He places a hand on either side of her face.

2.

1.

As their lips finally meet. They melt into one another as the world around them disappears. His tongue glides on the bottom of her lip, seeking entrance. She lets him in as their tongues dance.

"HAPPY NEW YEAR!"

People shouting, pulling them back into reality. Still wanting more of each other, he whispers in her ear.

"Do you want to go somewhere more private?"

She nods her head because it is so loud. He takes her by the hand as they make their way out of the Ballroom. Preoccupied by this handsome stranger, she does not even care she left her friends behind. Intoxicated from their kiss she follows him to the elevators.

Getting on the elevator realization hits; they must be tame with other couples that have joined them. It's packed full of people, pressing them against one another. Being this close she can feel his muscular chest against her back.

He teases her; one hand finds her leg and inches upward, heat rising to her cheeks. Slowly people get off the elevator as they approach his floor. He pulls her hair to one side, exposing her neck and ear. He kisses her neck ever so slightly. Butterflies in her stomach because they are still not alone.

Finally, the last people get off and as the door shut, he turns her around and their lips collide aggressively. The doors open again, only this time it is his floor. Making their way quickly down the hallway, they approach his room. As he gets it open, they don't even wait for the door to shut before their lips find one another again.

Eagerly they rip off each other's clothes, while keeping a lip lock. She is in just her underwear and he picks her up. She wraps her legs around his waist as he moves them to the bed. Placing her down gently, he really takes in her beauty. Her light complexion against the dark sheets; she's gorgeous. She takes in his beauty, all his strong muscles working in unison.

Still moving aggressively, she had slid off her underwear, and he slid off his boxers. He climbed on the bed and kissed her more. His hand caressing her body and moving down her stomach. Pulling away to make sure it is okay before he continues.

She nods, pulling him back towards her to kiss more. He moves his fingers down and caresses her core. Her hand grabbed the sheets and twisted them into a ball from pleasure. Wanting more from him, she says "I want you inside me."

Not waiting any longer, he removes his fingers. Climbing on top of her, he kisses her mouth. He enters her slowly at first. A moan escapes her lips, and a wave surges over her body. Moving more aggressively, she wraps her legs around his waist pulling him closer. Her arms wrap around him and her nails on his back. Slightly digging in as he lets out a moan.

Moving in sync hips thrusting into one another. Sweat glistens on both of their bodies as heat radiates off them. She rolls them over to be on top and he places his hands on her hips to help her adjust to the new position. With the new position he could go deeper and hit her sweet spot that made her body twitch. A smile tugged at his lips, seeing her squirm as he continued to thrust deeper. Biting her lip to keep from screaming, she looked into his eyes seeing a fire growing in them.

"I'm close," he says as she places her hands on his chest. "Me too," she can barely say as he sits up grinding their hips together, bodies pressed together as they climax in unison.

They lay down on the bed facing each other both out of breath. He kisses her neck as he asks, "Do you want to take a shower with me? To clean up?"

"Okay."

As he makes his way to the bathroom, she gets up walking around his room. Hearing him turning on the shower, about to join him when she sees on the desk a picture ID. On the ID it's a picture of the man she spent the night with. What catches her eye is the name, Mr. Sanchez, and the scrolled along the top are the letters MSU. Her stomach drops to the floor. How is it possible that this beautiful man works at her college?

Frantically she grabs her stuff and slips on her dress. Slipping on her shoes, she moves quickly out the door. Getting back down the hallway to the elevators in disbelief she slept with one of her college professors.

Riding down the elevator to her room, her heart ready to leap out of her chest. No one can know of this happening or it can ruin her being at the school.

Not knowing what happened Adam comes out of the bathroom seeing his beauty had disappeared. He had a wonderful night with this mysterious beauty and in a second she was gone.

Monday

8am Monday morning, Adam walked into his new job as a professor at MSU college. Sitting at his desk waiting on his students to enter. Looking at his calendar, he hears students walk in. Class starts at 8:15 so he knows students will enter for a few minutes.

Once the bell chimes get up from his desk and writes his name on the whiteboard. Once done he turns around and is completely frozen. There she was, the blonde he spent a beautiful weekend with. He clears his throat and goes on with the class. Jenna sits in her seat avoiding eye contact.

Once the class was over, she takes her time gathering her things. Checking to see that everyone has left he approaches where she had been sitting.

"You're a student here?"

"Yes, that is why I left. I found your school ID on your dresser."

He frowns realizing what this means.

"Ah, I see now. I hoped that night wasn't just a disappointment for you."

"No." She quickly responds.

"If under different conditions I would have stayed."

A frown spread across his face. "I know."

He caresses her cheek, "Can I ask for one more kiss?"

Not saying no, he leans in and kisses her softly. She leans into the kiss as all the memories of the weekend come flooding back. Ending the kiss pulling away from her, she says ever so quiet. "I had a great weekend with you."

"Me too." He replies with a smile on his face.