Hello and welcome back to Flash Fiction Friday. This is where we are given a picture of
inspiration and have to write about it in no more than 100 words. This is the picture we were given:
The low grumble of an engine vibrated in my chest. I knew
the sound of his bike anywhere. Against my sensibility I turned around slowly
to see Greg astride his bike, wearing his trademark red bandana. “You still
pissed at me baby?”
I looked him in the eyes and folded my arms across my chest.
His deep chuckle sent tingles straight to my core and I knew
right then he was going to win.
“We can waist time arguing over semantics, but either way,
you know you’re going to let me ride you all the way home.”
I was gone.
Hope you liked my Flash. Don’t forget to stop by all the
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Until next time, take
care.
Jessica
xXx
Awesome Flash ... I enjoyed your interpretation of the photo
ReplyDeleteThank you Mangus xxx
DeleteSomeone is confident.
ReplyDeletelol Isn't he just Angelica
DeleteHehehe, yes she's toast. Can't say I blame her ;-)
ReplyDeletelol completely. It's those eyes
DeleteNot only liked it, Jessica - loved it! Sweet and sexy. I don't even care what he did wrong :-)
ReplyDeleteOh wow thank you Dariel, so glad you loved it. xx
DeleteLove how playful he is and yet she melts in his hands. I wonder what lead up to this and why she's so put off with him. Even though he will have her with just the sound of his bike. Great flash!!
ReplyDeleteHe has that look about him. Great flash
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