fiction friday 49: in one hundred words. (take 2)

fiction friday.

This is a repost from November 2015.

This was adapted from a short story I wrote about 15 years ago.

Her shoulders rose and fell with her sigh. She knew he was there. She could feel his heart pounding the whole time.

Holding his breath, he stared as she slowly turned around. His hand covered her cheek and he watched her lips silently trace the shape of his name. His fingers sank into her hair and pulled her closer. He had to have her mouth.

She tried to fight his kiss, but the taste of him filled her with years of memories. And love. She grabbed his face in her hands. It would not be their last kiss.

blue hearts.

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About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, sometimes blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Italy, but she would settle for a non-oceanfront home in Italy. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
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24 Responses to fiction friday 49: in one hundred words. (take 2)

  1. Marquessa says:

    Wow! That was intense!🔥🔥🔥

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  2. VictoryInTrouble says:

    Aww, I like it! Gives me a good sigh.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Meg Sorick says:

    Oh, love it! Yes, intense!

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Miriam says:

    Beautiful. Full of emotion and longing. Nothing wrong with recycling short pieces like this ❤️

    Liked by 1 person

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