“I love you.”
“What do you mean really?”
“I mean real love or just under the light in a hidden area ‘I love you’ kind of love?”
“Wow! That sounds like a premeditated question, sounds like you don’t trust me.”
“Premeditated? Why would you think that, is your love premeditated?”
This was starting to annoy me. What game was she playing?
Looking him straight in the eyes as a thought suddenly registered “Did your last girlfriend gilt you when you said the L word? Some girls can be so heartless.”
“How did you know? That’s exactly what happened, she left me heart broken, deeply ashamed for saying the words.”
“Oh you poor thing” Kissing him on the cheek, she held him for a few minutes and whispered into his ears.
“Is that it?”
She smiled coyly “Well are you going to or not?”
He went down on one knee, the light right in his face.
He didn’t see the bat neither did he hear the bearer approach behind him.
In response to the writing challenge flash fiction for aspiring writers hosted by Priceless Joy click on the link to visit the blog. The photograph is from the lovely Maria (interesting photo can’t wait to see all the stories it inspires) and the challenge is to write a 100 – 150 words (+/- 25 words) story inspired by it. Do click on the link for other stories.