Tatiana mixed ginger into the cake batter. Stirring, she heard the door open and smiled.
"Hi babe." Tom said, rounding the kitchen corner and planting a kiss on her upturned lips.
"Good day?" Tatiana asked, her attention returned to the mixture.
Tatiana opened the oven and looked over her shoulder. "Use that nose for more erotic endeavors. There's more heating up than the oven."
Tom cocked a brow. "My mistress is seducing me with satire?"
Exactly 100 words :)
Carley: Long rides, holding hands, taking in the scenery and stopping to grab a bite to eat at some little out of the way place.
Carley: It's often crossed my mind that as a society, we only write what is acceptable at any given time. The first few to step over that line are scorned. Yes, I have a story, and when the world is ready, perhaps I'll write it.