Your
eyes are like deep blue pools that I would like to drown in,” he had told
Kimberly when she had asked him what he was thinking; but what he was actually
thinking was that sometimes when he recharges his
phone he forgets to put the little plug back in but he wasn’t going to tell her
that.
Tucked
in a dim corner of The Ample Bounty Bar & Grille, David welcomed the
fervent touch of the mysterious stranger’s experienced hands because he had not
been this close with a woman in an achingly long time and, quivering
breathlessly, began to think that this could be the beginning of something
real, something forever, and not just a one-time encounter with a good Samaritan
who was skilled at the Heimlich Maneuver.
On
their first date he’d asked how much she thought Edgar Allan Poe’s toe nails
would sell for on eBay, and on their second he paid for subway fair with
nickels he fished out of a fountain, but he was otherwise charming and she
thought that they could have a perfectly tolerable life together.
Bulwer-Lytton
Award winners on Romance
— Mark
Wisnewski, Flanders, NJ
—
Jessica Sashihara, Martinsville, NJ
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