Sometimes when you are under the impression something is only a brief rendezvous, nothing but an interlude, it has other ideas, takes over, and becomes permanent.
An ephemeral touch of skin upon skin. A fleeting passionate look. A tantalising moment with an intoxicating scent. Any of these things can lead to more. But when it does and morning comes will the attraction fade or is it possible that that which began with something so small, could grow into that which will last a lifetime?