Passion radiated between them. Veronica’s face, flushed and warm, turned up toward the ceiling back toward the wall behind her. Her hands slid across his back, up his neck. Her fingers tangling his hair. His tongue trailing down her side, punctuated by kisses along the way. Reaching further into her as he worked his way…
Tag: Cheating
Lucky
He knew he shouldn’t be doing this… the woman he loved was lying in a coma. He told her he’d wait for her should this ever happen. After a head injury several months in to their relationship, he swore he wait it out. Now… now, I’m getting hit on by some blonde bombshell old enough…
Tough Cuts of Skin
The skin peeled away like the vein of a tough cut of meat. A strong hold was needed to actually move the skin back and down. Blood speckled across the flesh. Pooling, it began to rise up, fill the crevasse, and spread out. Chunks of skin just tossed to the side. Carmella was focused on…
Consider This
“You’ve never considered it?” “No, why would I?” “I’m just confused about how you could have not is all.” She did a quick review of the facts. He was married. He was her friend. He was her married friend, who was one of the most trustworthy, loyal, helpful, friendly people she had ever met. The…
Secrets Secrets (Part Four)
Eve rested her head against the seat. Closing her eyes, she felt the room shift slightly under her lids. She swallowed the stale mix of vodka and limes. She had only had a few before boarding. She didn’t feel drunk, but she wasn’t sober. She reached down into her purse and fished out a bag…
Scraps of You
“You’ve become a chapter in a book I’ve never wanted to write. While I don’t regret our story, I’m more than ready to return it back to the library of life and never revisit it. Feel free to keep the pictures, I took the only things worth keeping from the collection.” Stephen crumbled the note…
Fade to Fever
Deb had finally gotten her life back to almost normal after years of a permanently uphill both ways kind of trek. Theo had been dead for three years. The investigation had been closed for two years and six months. The media coverage had been over for two year years. Deb’s grief had subsided drastically over the past year. She had finished her MBA and had started her new job, in her new town, with some new work clothes and even some new workout clothes for her new hobby, running. Deb had just been getting into the swing of things at work and with her running when she was hit with the flu.
Obsessive Compulsive
Originally published in Suspense Magazine, December 2013. It was still relativity early on Friday night, but one look outside, and one would have thought it was deep into the middle of the night. That’s how our receptionist felt, like she was all alone in the dead of night about to close an office that no…