"Fireworks"
[July 2011 prompt :: Picture prompt - Fireworks]
(07-04-08)
The smell of spent gun powder permeates every corner of the Ranch. Even the houses that have been closed up are heavily perfumed with it. Normally it's a scent I cannot abide by, but it's different tonight. It's Independence Day, and fireworks are just required. I feel the same way about New Year's Eve.
"Penny?" Rachel's soft voice cuts into my thoughts.
"Don't you just love that smell?"
She sniffs the air, face scrunching up in mild disgust. "Are you serious?" When I nod, she shakes her head. "Why do I put up with you again?"
"Because you love me," I reply, pulling her close to rub the tips of our noses together. "Because no one else understands you like I do? Because we have some of the most mind-blowing sex either of us has ever had in our lives?"
She starts to laugh. "You are an incorrigible flirt, Alexandra Moreau."
"And?"
"And you're right. I do love you, so much more than words can ever express."
"I love you, too, Rachel."
(07-04-08)
The smell of spent gun powder permeates every corner of the Ranch. Even the houses that have been closed up are heavily perfumed with it. Normally it's a scent I cannot abide by, but it's different tonight. It's Independence Day, and fireworks are just required. I feel the same way about New Year's Eve.
"Penny?" Rachel's soft voice cuts into my thoughts.
"Don't you just love that smell?"
She sniffs the air, face scrunching up in mild disgust. "Are you serious?" When I nod, she shakes her head. "Why do I put up with you again?"
"Because you love me," I reply, pulling her close to rub the tips of our noses together. "Because no one else understands you like I do? Because we have some of the most mind-blowing sex either of us has ever had in our lives?"
She starts to laugh. "You are an incorrigible flirt, Alexandra Moreau."
"And?"
"And you're right. I do love you, so much more than words can ever express."
"I love you, too, Rachel."