Bouquet
When The Music Stopped
Petals of roses in the form of a missile rushed me and bounced off my chest. Sighs of disappointment from other single women including my friend Meredith who leapt into the air trying to catch this ensemble. Back at the bridesmaid table I rolled my eyes as Meredith’s fiancé, Lou captured the garter.
Cheers started as he moved the lace up my leg, playing this game. I smiled when the music stopped; charade was over. Not a second too soon. I glanced at Meredith who was staring at Lou whose hand was still lingering on my thigh.
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C. H. Richard
My passion is and has always been writing. I am particularly drawn to writing fiction that has relatable storylines which hopefully keep readers engaged
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Fantastic work Cindy!! Congrats on your Top Story! :)
You nailed it!
Congratulations on Top Story!! 🤗❤️❤️
Nice one💖💖Congratulations on your Top Story🎉✨💯😉💖
Congratulations on TS. Very deserving! ❤️
Super scandalous!!! Loving it!!! Congratulations on T S too!!!
Haha! Great short, Cindy! Seems this moment, if Meredith pays attention, could save her some heartache in the future. Run, Meredith, RUN!!!!!!!
Congrats on the TS
Lou and the wandering hands! Congratulations on Top Story!
UH OH! This close to In flagrante delicto! Well done :)
Oh, wow...very vivid moment. Congrats on the top story!!
Hadn't read this until today! That handsy Lou is troublesome! Well done on the Top Story, Cindy!
Congratulations on Top Story!!
Vivid imagery that lands you right in the scene. Congratulations on your excellent top story 💕💕💕
Sounds like Lou needs beat with the bouquet! 😂 Loved this! Great job! ❤️
Lou needs to learn to keep his hand to himself. Shame on him!
Oh you left us with so much intrigue
Oh snap! Lou needs to check his hands!! This was so great, loved it :)
Oh! I always love a good, twisty romance triangle! This was entertaining, and I need more tea 😅🤗❤️ Awesome job!
Oh, that was great and Lou's in big trouble. 😂
A love triangle!! Love it. Saucy, sweet and scandalous. Great job!!❤
Ohhhh, that was scandalous story, excellently done 🥰
Lou may not even be as bright as I am, & that makes him one truly dim bulb! I'm not sure I'd want to be a fly inside their car on the drive home, or in their home, or on their next date/conversation/confrontation, but I'm guessing it's gonna be uncomfortable & interesting.
Hummmm, good time t be an observer 🧐 nice one Cindy 😊
Lou’s in trouble! 😂 But you will get the blame. Sensuous story of discomfort.