smiled a little, not looking away
or anything.
“ Nope.”
“ Uh…would you like one?” He
waited, cold water trickling down his neck.
She just smiled.
“ Yep.”
He sagged in a kind of relief and her
face came and snuggled into his shoulder.
“ Oh, well. So that’s all
right then.”
“ Come on,
silly.”
She plucked at his jacket
buttons.
“ What?”
“ Let’s get out of
here.”
He could take a hint.
They turned to go.
“ So, uh, Kim. That’s short
for Kimberly, right?”
“ Uh-huh.” She clung to his
hand on the slippery trail.
She smiled nervously, eyes a bit
frightened, as one kiss must lead to another and that was when his
heart well and truly melted.
Shut up, Brandon. Shut up
now and just get on with the moment.
And as for the little voice in my
head: get lost.
End
About the Author
Ian Cooper has written fiction,
non-fiction and worked for newspapers and magazines. He likes to
make people laugh as well as think. His writing has a strong sense
of the dramatic. Out of work and recovering from a life-threatening
illness, someone suggested writing his sexual memoirs, which he
initially rejected for the amount of research involved. He didn’t
want to have to make it all up from scratch. A single dad and
semi-retired from the construction industry, Ian squeezes a little
writing time in between raising a daughter and building a
home-based business.