Flash Fiction FridayWelcome to this week’s Flash Fiction Friday. A picture may be worth a thousand words but not for us. We have a picture about which we write a story of 100 words, no more and no less. I am joined by some fabulous writers today who give their take on a picture. To see the picture and the other members click this blog link: Flasher Fiction Friday
The smell of cigarette smoke turned my stomach, which was already dealing with the numerous butterflies floating around. Something had definitely changed, well not on my part. I’d been halfway in love and all the way in lust with Sam since the moment I’d laid eyes on him. He’d never shown either attraction or indifference toward me but even I could read the signals he was sending out tonight. I didn’t know what to do. Part of me wanted to walk out the door but the dominant part wanted to straddle him and explore his gorgeous body all night long.