He folded her dress over the chair, his hand lingering an extra second on the silken fabric. Mm, nice. But it was all for the best, this ending, and he’d already shoved it out of his mind. He had a busy day ahead. A big meeting and then the flight. No time to waste on what-ifs.
Even so, he walked back to the bed for one lingering glance. Grasping the quilt, he pulled it up to cover her breasts. She wasn’t cold yet. He leaned down and kissed her lips. He smelled a faint nuance of her perfume from last night, the final notes of lavender drifting away.
She tasted like memory.
Written for Go Dog Go Cafe.
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