Today is the last time for Romantic Friday Writers until May. We are taking a break because to the A - Z Challenge. I will not participate in the A - Z Challenge but I do hope to stop in and read what you all post from time to time.
Back to Romantic Friday Writers. This is a blog fest. The challenge is to use the prompt to write a 400 word or less flash fiction story which includes romance. You may wonder why I participate since I write fantasy? Well, romance is a strong underlying sub-plot in my epic fantasy. Mainly because I don't think life is right without it.
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She Wears My Ring
Robert felt as frenzied as a cat in heat. He pulled out the dresser drawer again and shoved his clothing aside only to realize the ring was missing. He had a dinner party two nights ago for his boss and co-workers. As far as he knew, the ring was still tucked away under his blue sweater when everyone left.
A chef by profession, Robert didn't doubt his skills in the kitchen. He looked forward to enticing his little nurse, Darlene, with Lobster, savory salad, brie cheese with crackers and chocolate dipped strawberries for desert. Magnolias floated in a low vase in green colored water, their strong scent somewhat over powered by the flavors emanating from the kitchen.
Robert left his bedroom. Darlene was in the attached bathroom. He had waited to put the Lobsters in until she arrived home. Disappointed that his plan was ruined, he lit the tapered green candles set in crystal candelabra's anyway. He brought out the food, the lobsters last and turned toward the bedroom door.
"Dinner's ready," he called.
Funny, he had never thought in romantic terms until Darlene. She entered the restaurant one evening, enjoyed his cooking and asked to meet him. If love could be a cliche, he thought theirs might be. But now, his proposal was ruined and the ring, a 1 carat in platinum, had cost him plenty. The moment he saw the antique style ring, he envisioned Darlene wearing it. A one of a kind, he couldn't replace it. Disappointment threatened to ruin the evening and gnaw at his stomach.
Music swelled from the Bose. Robert turned. Darlene stepped around the ottoman. Her walk sultry. She wore the black cocktail dress he had given her for Valentines Day. As she came closer, a flash drew his eyes to her finger that covered her chest. There, enticing and sweet, she wore his ring.
Word Count: 308
I hope you don't mind the lack of dialogue, it just wouldn't come to me. I look forward to reading all of yours.