Flash Fiction #12

FF-12

He saw her sitting by herself, that stunning beauty and thought it couldn’t hurt to at least introduce himself. If he was lucky, he might get a date out of it.

“Hi, I’m Jake and I was wondering if you minded sharing your table?”

In a soft, husky whisper she spoke “The price to share my table is a kiss.”

Jake leaned down and kissed her upturned lips. The heady feeling that was filling him was amazing and he never wanted it to stop.

He never felt the collar slip around his throat.

“A fine catch this year my dear”

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Go to Rochelle’s Addicted to Purple site and use her Wednesday photo as a prompt to write a 100 word story.

 

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Posted on Oct 31, 2014, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. 8 Comments.

  1. Amazingly powerful for such a short story! Egads, indeed.

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  2. Oo! Who is she? Poor Jake was a sitting duck I think. Very clever ending.

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  3. Nothing is ever what it seems…

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  4. It also proves that outer beauty can be such a trap in more ways than one 😉

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  5. Dear Ladryl,

    A bit of the old creepy.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  6. Moral of the story: Look before you leap…or in this case, before you kiss

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