Part 1 – Love
“I'm in love.”
“Of course you are. That's why we dressed you up in white, and I have custom dyed petal pink pumps and half a bag of leftover penis-shaped lollipops to suck on.” Sandra rested her chin in her cupped hand and grinned.
Kara smiled a small, guarded smile. She took a sip of coffee, and played a little with her napkin.
“We went bowling last night. We bowled a couple of games, drank a few beers, had a lot of laughs. We ended up at that 24-hour coffee shop on 32nd. We didn't even feel the need to light up ourselves, it was so smoky. It was when we were leaned in close to talk over our espressos, and he started running his fingertips up and down the inside of my arm. I looked in his eyes, and I knew. I'm in love. And he is, too.”
“Ah, newlywed bliss. L'amour. How romantic.”
“Sandra? I'm... not talking about Jake.”
edits: tense issues and word overusage. Oh, the ongoing self-beta.
Edited by Iceheart, 05 March 2009 - 03:04 PM.