Flash Fiction Friday - 3/9/12

This is my entry for Rachael Harrie's Second Campaigner Challenge. The prompt I chose was this picture:

I went with the 200 word flash fiction, which is also in a genre I don't normally write (Contemporary Romance).

His breath was warm on my cheek as he leaned over my shoulder. “That looks like a screensaver,” he said after a minute. “You know, the kind with the swirls?”

I turned slightly to glare at him, realizing belatedly how close he was. Too close for “just friends.”

“Well, it’s not.”

He shrugged amiably. “Okay,” he said.

I pushed back, exaggerating my anger so I’d have an excuse to get away from those eyes. “I can’t believe you’d reduce beautiful art to a screensaver.”

His lips—perfect, full lips—quirked into a half-smile. “Sure you can,” he argued. “I do it all the time.”

“You can be impossible.”

He smile widened, and he slid closer again. He had to know how much I still wanted him. “Yes,” he breathed, hovering over me, hands resting on the arms of the chair. I tried not to squirm. “I can.”

And then he kissed me, and even though I knew all the reasons we shouldn’t be together, I just couldn’t care when he was holding me that close and making me feel that good.

So even though I knew it would probably kill me, I kissed him and let myself fall again.