Fiction in 58

It’s time for a Fiction in 58.

The sharpness of his features were in contrast to her curves; so much so that the differences canceled each other out. At restaurants, he’d order the fish, lightly grilled, and the steamed vegetables. She had entrées full of butter, cream, bacon. After their feasting, he’d have to wheel her home, careful not to pitch her into the gutter.


Dee Martin said...

buwhahaha- hope this isn't from personal experience :)

Beth said...

Awesomeness. Love it!