“So, tell me about your heritage.” He says this with the kindest smile. My knees weaken, of course.
“There’s nothing to tell.” I inform him of this as though it’s sacrosanct.
I’m mad at him, anyway. And, I find myself sulking as I take off my heels and pull my hair loose from it’s combs.
I’ve been denied my little way recently and it has me positively hissing inside. I have questions, you know. Questions that have been politely dodged, which, of course, I must respect.
“Are you sure?” He smiles, dazzling me yet again.
“Yes!” I snap, a little louder than I intended.
There’s that cloud in his eyes again. I wanna run to him and console him, but I just stare, instead, challenging him with tiny flickers of burning coal in my eyes.
“I’m pretty sure I told you we were dunzo, anyway.” He hates that word, him being a man with an actual vocabulary.
He frowns, momentarily fulfilling my power-hungry pyrhhic streak.
“You’re tough, my darling, I’ll give you that. But you can’t get rid of me that easily. I’m not gonna leave you like all those other…boys did when they got tired of your little games.” He bristles at his own (surprising!) sarcasm.
Another secret smile plays across my satisfied lips as I head away from him, to the stairwell. But, it’s a satisfaction I won’t be sharing with him anytime soon, hehe! 😈
I grab another plank of flooring and head to the table saw. 😎
*long, deep sigh*
Sometimes my daydreams take on a life of their own. I feel you. Every day…❥
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Note from me:
The “Ocean Between Us” series is another import from ❦Here in the Silence❦. Each short chapter is a free and independent composite of random musings. Thanks for reading. ❤︎