Short Fiction Jaime Thorne – Page 7

Short Fiction

She’s with him, the two of them standing in the crowd. I can watch them grow closer, my feet frozen

When he approached me at the bar he was all innocence, but I could read the intention in his eyes.

She’s been teasing me all night, talking about how she has a surprise for me. I don’t know what it

I can hear them from down the hall. I can remember the faces of the people staring at me. I

She’s adjusted her dress, unbuttoned it to show off her body. She’s walking into the room and straddling him. She’s

He’s hot and he’s handsome. He’s cornered me at my own wedding, pulling me into an empty room and pinning

He’s so hot and intense, right there in the middle of the room. Everyone else is falling all over themselves

I came home from the bar and went into my darkened bedroom and gave myself to the man lying there.

It’s banned at work, no dating among coworkers and certainly no marriage. For the four years we’ve been working here

I didn’t mean to imply that she wasn’t attractive, because I always found her gorgeous. She had been well out

Eric, my husband, hasn’t been the man I fell for in so long. He’s been sad and he’s been angry,

The fantasy hit me hard, sinking in its talons and dragging me down to the depths of it. I didn’t