Flash Fiction Friday: August 21, 2015


“Do you know that you smell good?”

“And you sniffing me in public is not weird at all?” I state with a chuckle.

“If you would rather I didn’t, all you have to do is say so.” My husband stated as he went to pull back.

I placed my hand on his to come him close to me, “I kind of like you being weird.”

“I just bet you do.” He chuckled.

“We can go home and you can smell me anywhere you like.”

“Let’s go.” He stated as he walked us forward towards home, never letting me go.


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