A Heart for Africa

Kissing Friends

Copyright Susan Spaulding

Without any warning, it began to rain like cats and dogs.  They ran, laughing, into the shed for cover.  “That was unexpected,” Danilo exclaimed, tugging at the wet shirt as it stuck to his skin.  “I’m taking this off.”  He unbuttoned it and discarded it.

Siko gulped and turned away.  She hadn’t expected him to do that.  Heart thudding, she went over to the crooked window and looked out.  The rain was coming down in buckets and there wasn’t any sign that it would end soon.

She knew he was watching her and that made her very nervous.  They were just friends, right?  They met on campus last year.  He just walked up to her one day and started talking to her.  Of course, she didn’t kid herself that he’d want to be more than friends.

She felt his hands on her shoulders now, turning her around to face him.  Her eyes widened as they met his.  He cupped her face and lowered his head.  Their lips touched and she closed her eyes.

173 Words

This story was written for Sunday Photo Fiction hosted by Susan Spaulding. For more details visit HERE.  To read other stories based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.


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