Dirty Little Secret

Emotions lie deep beneath the surface.

"I have a friend you'd adore, Demara."

"Maybe."

"What's wrong with one date?"

Demara remembered a tall man with green eyes. Staring across the table at his wedding ring, she smiled. She preferred her friends to think her picky than to know she loved someone she couldn't have. "I'll let you know when I'm ready."


Written for:

The Hint Fiction Contest  (ASR) Can you tell a story with only a few words? Hint Fiction requires a silver pen. #1253724 by Storm Machine