by Sorell Oates
Finding you here at the Four Seasons was guesswork. I cannot not write without emotion, otherwise it’s just words on paper. You knew that of me from the outset. Betraying you or Imogen was out of the question. I quit the paper. I’m applying my skills as a mobile creative writer. I can write anywhere in the world as long as I’ve got a laptop with internet access. I thought I was a small town homebody but it turns out Egypt has amazing rates this time of the year and I like flying, even in economy class!’
‘I did see you. Katy. I still do.’
‘You always did. I see you, too. I love you. If I can avoid making huge mistakes in my life by following simple instructions, it’s got to be worth following up on. You click with me Oscar, but do I click with you?’
‘You know the answer.’
‘Then say it.’
‘Yes, yes, Katy Morgan I click with you.’
‘Do I get to ask my question now? You’ll answer it honestly without employing delaying tactics?’
‘Shoot away.’
‘When did you fall in love with me?’
He replied as the second hand moved forward one stroke on his Rolex.
‘When you staggered in the Rose Bar heading straight for the bathroom, fully aware you looked like a drunken hooker.’
‘I knew it.’
Oscar silenced her with a long awaited kiss. As he drew her nearer to embrace her she pulled back.
‘Maybe don’t tell that story at our wedding,’ she requested before sealing their love with a kiss to last forever.
~~The End~~
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[LMB1]I changed this word because I’ve never seen a man referred to as ‘winsome’, before. It puts me in mind of someone being ‘cute’.
