Mornin’, Joe

The slow ringing bells would’ve lulled me back to sleep had my pillow not been vibrating. I swing my legs over the edge of the bed, sink my feet into tennis shoes.

He’s hot, I remind myself as I pry eyelids open, scratch sleep from the corners. Jogging on the beach doesn’t sound painful. We’ll run pier to pier, stop for a bagel on the way home…

I pretend I’ve just finished stretching when I answer the door. Instead of his steel, gray eyes, I am greeted by a harness and rope.

“I know this great place for rock climbing!”

word count: 100


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37 thoughts on “Mornin’, Joe

  1. This was fun indeed! Whoa! You can’t be changin’ plans like that, man! Methinks this is a case of the woman ready to go waaaaay outside her comfort zone to get a man’s attention… Ain’t no one got time for that!

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  2. So, I guess you’re not into harnesses and ropes….
    what if they were soft red and fuzzy, and came with some morning chocolates, and a whispered, hi sweetheart, are you up for reaching some new heights?

    Good story of “The Princess and The Hiker”


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  3. There’s a limit to what a woman would do for a hot man and it stops at jogging. Nice one – funny too. The harness and rope took me down a serial killer path for a second , so the ending was a surprise twist.

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