fiction friday 74: don’t go. #fiction #MarquessaChallenge #fictionfriday

fiction friday.

Don’t get excited! Fiction Friday isn’t back for good. At least I don’t think it is. But I had a little something in the vault that I thought would work for Marquessa’s challenge this week (click link for details)… so I ripped it from something else and tried to make it work on its own. Maybe it does…

As this week’s prompt comes from the song ‘I Touch Myself’, I’m guessing it’s meant to be more racy, less romantic. But I’m a rebel. And I’m cheating anyway… The prompt is “I would get down on my knees, I would do anything for you.” But I only used the second part… “I would do anything for you.” Yeah… always the rule breaker. 

“I wish I didn’t have to leave.” she said, watching her fingers move slowly over his chest. She hated that they had to be apart for three whole months. And she knew he hated it, too.

“I know.” He sighed and kissed her head. ”Can I be selfish for a minute?”


“I don’t want you to go. I want you with me…”

“And I don’t want to go. I want to be with you.” When he heard a tremble in her breath, his arms held her tighter. And when she reached to her face, he knew she was wiping away tears.

“I’m done being selfish now.” He kissed her head again. “Hey… look at me.” But she didn’t. “Honey… I’m going to wait for you.”

When she finally lifted her head from his shoulder, he gently wiped a tear from her cheek. And she repeated his question. “Can I be selfish for a minute?”


“I want you to kiss me again.” She gave him the smile she knew he wanted.

“Honey,” his hand covered her cheek. He lifted his head until his lips reached hers. His hand sank into her hair and he pulled her closer. Their kiss deepened, their mouths tasting each other. After long delicious lingering moments, their lips parted. Again, she smiled for him. He smiled back and ran his thumb sweetly over her cheek. “Anything else?”

She kissed his mouth again. “No, I think I’m finished being selfish.”

“You know you never have to stop, right?” He ran his thumb slowly across her lips. “You can be selfish forever. I would do anything for you…

“Because you’re perfect…”

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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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20 Responses to fiction friday 74: don’t go. #fiction #MarquessaChallenge #fictionfriday

  1. The V Pub says:

    Now, for the first part. Pleeeeaaaaaasssse? 🙂

    Liked by 3 people

  2. Aw, short and kinda bittersweet. I like it!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. There she is! I know you mentioned re-working this piece. But you worked it out! Now, I’m with Rob….please give us more!!
    Good stuff! Helping me get through another infusion.❤️

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    • Oh… I wish I felt like I was really ‘back’… but I don’t know… I have to visit my vault again (that sounds dirty)… to see if I can find something else to rework… (and now that sounds kind of dirty, too…)

      I hope everything is going well… ♥

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  4. magarisa says:

    How wonderful it would be to live in this fantasy world!

    Liked by 1 person

  5. Marquessa says:

    Haha! You’re not a rule breaker ’cause you don’t have to use the entire lyric. You don’t eve have to use the lyric at all! In any case, wonderfully sweet story. Just what I needed. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

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