by Robert Gryfft
"Do you want..." he began.
"...a massage? Yes." She laughed. She was beautiful. This siren, this vision was his and his alone. A sense of all-encompassing warmth filled him.
"God," he said. "You can..."
"...finish your sentences," she finished. "It's fantastic."
He nodded. "Except for when it's terrible."
She nodded too. She was beautiful.
3 comments:
Hahahahahahaha! Right on!
This is why I love you, Gryfft. This is why I love you and Ari.
So, I've decided that this is too frantic for Ari. Also, the last line doesn't have the typical Ari twisty oomph. We'll need followups.
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