Tis Tuesday, Blogbattle Tuesday, Week 44. The Keyword: WORM. My Genre: DRAMA. I hope you enjoy my flash fiction attempts and change of pace this week. New year, new things! To read more stories using this week's word click HERE, and be carried away to the blog of Rachael Ritchey! Enjoy.
All She Really Wanted
“Don’t you want this anymore?” What she could only describe as confusion laced his voice as he questioned her.
She stood still as stone, her lips pressing closed in tandem with her eyelids. She couldn’t bring herself to look at him. She’d hoped that her sealed silence would be all that it took to make him believe that she didn’t want what he offered her.
Regardless of what she had said before, she needed to take back her ground-regain control. She needed him to believe the ‘no’ in her silence even though she felt the clawing burn of her visual lie searing up her throat, threatening to expose her with a shout.
It would not be in acquiescence. Dry earth did not acquiesce to water. It drank it up because it craved it, needed it. She craved everything he offered her with open hands.
The touch of his fingertips against her arm wormed its warmth clear to her desperate belly.
She stammered to breath but she couldn’t undo her mistake. The inhale of the atmosphere was enough to cause her to cave.
Growling, she snatched the greasy wrapper from his hands and attacked the steaming loaded cheeseburger with a ferocious vengeance! Ignoring the oozing of the secret sauce that dripped recklessly down her chin and onto the cashmere sweater-he’d bought her for their 11th wedding anniversary-with splats of pickle and onion, she all but swooned in surrender.
New years resolutions be dashed! The double-decker loaded cheeseburger with the secret sauce was all she really wanted.