t’s time for Wednesday Briefs again! This is a group of writers/bloggers who on Wednesdays post a piece of flash fiction, between 500-1000 words, based on a prompt list sent out by the moderator. This week I decided to use the picture prompt of some really delicious looking fries I really had fun writing this short. Aber and Colt start date night. As always the other blogs will be linked below, so once just follow the jump cut and once you’ve finished with my piece, go ahead and check out the others!
Aber had been printing pictures out most of the day, comfortable in a pair of sweats and a hoodie when his text came. She had showered and gotten ready in record time, grateful that he had mentioned low key, keeping it simple with a pair of jeans that fit well, a light green camisole and a gray cardigan. She even had time to swipe some make-up on, and pin the long fringes of her hair back, her pixie cut woefully overgrown. She figured heels were probably inappropriate, but she liked the way they made her legs look, and even with the extra inches she still only came up to Colt’s chest.
“I’m really sorry about this.” Colt said. They were sitting in his pickup truck, with the windows barely cracked. The rain beat down a steady melodic tattoo of sound on the roof, the skies dark with clouds, the occasional flash of lightening paired with the rumble of thunder drowned out the radio.
“What do you mean?” Aber said. “This is normal for Washington remember?” She grinned, reaching a hand into the grease stained paper bag and pulled out a handful of fries. “So it’s raining, we’re adaptable.” “Though, you did plan on taking me to an outdoor burger joint for a date.”
“You’re a brat.” Colt said and threw his straw wrapper at her. “You okay with this? I know you don’t like the storms.” The windows in the truck rattled with the wind and thunder.
“It’s okay. I’ve got this big bad biker with me. Plus, God’s just a little gassy.” Aber said and smiled triumphantly when Colt snorted, spitting soda everywhere. She offered a wad of napkins and his burger wrapped in parchment paper. She took her own burger out and unwrapped it. “Plus it beats hiding under my bed.”
“You don’t really hide under your bed.” The bag rustled as Colt took some fries for himself.
“I do. Under the bed with my blanket, Mr. Rags and my stuffed dog named Moose.” Aber said before taking a bite of the burger. She stifled a groan at the taste of–moist and rich, spicy from the cheese and guacamole, she reached for the napkins sopping grease from her fingers and mouth, licking away traces of ketchup. Realizing she practically inhaled her meal; she crumpled the paper and shoved it into the second brown paper bag they had used for trash.
“Hungry?” Colt said. She looked at the bag, feeling the color rise on her face. “Have the rest of mine.” He had only taken a few bites.
“It’s alright.” She shook her head. “I get wrapped up in stuff and I neglect you know…food, everything.”
“Take it, please. I’ll go get another one okay?” Something about the way Colt said it, the warmth in his eyes compelled her, and she took the offered burger. He was out of the truck, and she could see him in the side mirror jogging back to the stand before she could say anything else. He came back a few minutes later and handed her another burger and unwrapped a fresh one for him.
“You shouldn’t do that, you’re small as it is.”
Aber shrugged, and ate the third burger, and sat back in the seat, hands folded on her stomach. Next to her, Colt finished off the fries and sipped on his soda. They talked, filling the space with stories, sneaking touches. It wasn’t long before the middle console was lifted, and she had slid across the seat, curling against him, Colt’s fingers toying with the ends of her hair. The storm had started to wane, the sky slowly growing pale with shades of twilight as the clouds dissipated.
Colt started up the truck and drove, Aber sliding back to her own seat, wanting to stay wrapped up in his arms. The road grew a little rougher as he drove, climbing in elevation, away from town. When he parked the truck and got out, Aber followed after him. They were on a bluff, the river far below them, the sky stretching out endlessly and clear above them. The sun was barely above the horizon, shadows creeping in around them.
“I figured we could come up here and watch the meteors, once the storm cleared.” Colt said, draping his heavy leather coat over her shoulders. Aber smiled and slipped it on properly.
“We have to wait for full dark then.” Aber said and looked up at him. She closed the space between them, her arms sliding around his waist, pressing closer. Her heart beat a little faster, overwhelmed by him, Colt was a bundle of kinetic energy, and even like this, seemingly still he seemed to buzz with an electricity that drew her to him. Ever closer, constantly wanting more.
“I’m not that kind of girl.” She said, tucked against his chest.
“It’s okay, neither am I.”
She felt his laugh rumble up from his stomach, and when it spilled from him, she couldn’t help but grin. Everything about him was larger than life, and she was caught in his gravitational pull. He had started to occupy her thoughts, she found herself looking for him during her late night shifts at the diner, and expecting him in her dreams. It was almost too much, the heat from his body washing over her, searing her skin, causing her to want to wrap herself in him and never let go. Aber took a step away, and rubbed the back of her neck.
“What’s wrong?” Colt said. Aber looked up, to see that he had moved away, giving her space. He sat on the front of the truck.
“You’re overwhelming.” She said. “In a good way, I just get…” At a loss for words she threw her hands up in the air.
“Do you want me to back off a little bit?”
“No!” The word flew out of her mouth before she could stop it.
To be continued.
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