Page 1 of Taking Adalisa

CHAPTER 1

ADALISA

“Are you sure you should be going to this?” Margery asks. “I just don’t know about this whole speed dating thing. What if one of them falls in love with you ’and then murders everybody you come in contact with because they’re jealous?”

I laugh and shake my head. “Nothing like that is going to happen. Everybody gives a fake name, and nobody knows your address. They don’t know your phone number. You fill out a form as each person stops at your table, and then give it to the host. They go through the information and if both of you are interested in each other, they’ll email you and then you decide what you want to do next. Totally safe.”

It would be totally safe if I were actually going to the speed dating thing that was happening tonight, but I wasn’t. I’m actually going to a munch. A munch specifically for people who have a somnophilia kink.

To say I’m nervous is an understatement. But I’m also really excited to see where this takes me. I’ve read so many books with somnophilia in it, and it just calls to me. It turns me on every single time, so I decided to finally take a step in the right direction and go to a munch with like-minded people.

I know I won’t be going home with anyone and actually doing it, but maybe I will meet a couple of people who I vibe with. Maybe then we can exchange phone numbers so we can get to know each other and potentially do something in the future. But I can’t deny that if I feel a connection with someone tonight, I’m going to suggest going back to my house.

“Still. It could be so dangerous. I just don’t want anything bad to happen to you. What if somebody becomes obsessed with you? What are you going to do then?” Margery worries.

“Then I’ll go to the authorities. You know I’m not afraid to go to them. I’ll make sure to keep all the evidence, if there is any, and give it to the police. But that isn’t going to happen. This event has been going on for years, and they always make sure the people who participate are safe,” I explain, trying to ease Margary’s concerns.

She’s a sweet friend, but sometimes she can be over the top. I don’t want to be single for the rest of my life.

“Maybe you should just try going on a dating website so I can follow you to the date and make sure that you’re okay.” Margarie stands behind me, doing my hair. “Or maybe I can say no to my plans today and make sure you’re okay. Tell me the address?”

I shake my head and place my hand on top of hers. “No. You aren’t skipping your date for me’. You’re finally getting out into the dating world, and I’m not about to let you stop. It’s time; you need to do it. I’ll be safe. I promise.” I look at her reflection in the mirror. “I promise I will be extra careful tonight so you don’t have to worry.”

“Maybe you should just wait.” An uneasy look crosses Margery’s face.

I sigh and shake my head once again. “I’m not going to wait. I’m tired of reading about this. I want to experience it. So I’m taking matters into my own hands and doing it. I know you don’t like it, but it’s happening. If you want, I’ll text you when I gethome. We can’t have our phones on while the speed dating is happening.”

It’s a big fat lie, but Margery doesn’t need to know it. I can have my phone at the munch, it is encouraged to have it in case you connect with someone. I don’t want to be texting Margery every thirty minutes to ease her worries, though. I’m a grown woman.

“I’m also turning my location off on my phone so you can’t follow me. Go have fun. You deserve to finally be happy.” I turn around and look at Margery.

I didn’t know Margery when the love of her life, Ethan, was in a horrific car crash that killed him. Even years later, Margery still hasn’t gotten over it, and it breaks my heart that she hasn’t moved on.

“You can’t do that!” Margery glares at me.

“I can. I already have done. Now you’re going to be late for your date, so leave. Go have fun. I’ll text you when I get home,” I shoo Margery away.

She sighs and nods. “Okay, I know when I’m not wanted. If you don’t text me before midnight, I will have a search party out for you. Don’t think for a second I won’t actually do it. You mean too much to me for me not to.”

I crack a smile. “I wouldn’t expect anything less.”

Nerves runthrough my body as I stand outside the bar. This is where the munch is taking place. I haven’t let myself think too much beforehand, but right now, I’m second-guessing myself. It’s a smaller bar, one that the organizer had rented out for the night. I don’t want to think about how much it costs. A thrillshoots through me when I realize it’ll only be people in there with the same kink as me?

Should I actually be here? Have I thought this through well enough?

Just as I am about to turn around to leave, a hand comes to rest on the small of my back. My whole body stiffens as I look over at the person next to me.

Gasping, I’m instantly mesmerized. He’s about a foot taller than me with a beard. His hair is jet black with silver strands peppering it.

Fuck.

He’s hot.

My legs shake as I take in his beautiful green eyes that seem to captivate me like no other has.

“Are you going to stand out here all night, or are you going to go in?” he asks.

I lock my knees out, worried I’m going to become a pile of goo right in front of him on the sidewalk. His voice is smooth and deep, making my panties dampen and my pussy tingle.

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