Forever and a day
BY: Charro
He searches high. He searches low. He searches through his suit pockets. He picks up his Italian loafer's turns each one over, nope, nada, no keys. He doesn't have to go to work today. It was Saturday for Pete sake.
"Where did I put those keys?" He asked himself scratching the back of his head.
She can hear him searching frantically around their bedroom from the kitchen. She has on nothing but his dress shirt. She smiles as she looks down at the two keys in her hand with a devilish grin forming on her face.
"The last place you would consider them to be." She softy chuckles.
She did the identifiable deed.
He trots downstairs. He scans the living room.
"Babe have you seen my keys. I could have sworn that I laid them on the nightstand last night." He sails pass her actively searching for them.
She dare not move for fear they would fall to the floor.
He moves closer to her.
She stands her ground.
He stops in front of her.
"Baby" His eyes travel over her impressive body.
"What?" She sips on the coffee.
"Where did you hide my keys?" He asks nipping on her neck.
She breathes heavily.
He breathes heavily.
They stare into each other's eyes.
Those ice blue eyes hijack him every time.
Those chocolate brown eyes skyjack her every time.
"Are you a doctor?" She whispers into his ear.
"I am today." He whispers back.
"Forever, my pretender," she ask nibbling on his right earlobe.
"Forever and a day, my ice-queen," he whispers nibbling on her ear.
The predator and the prey free at last from the chains that bind them.
The End
