Weird Love (Flash Fiction)

Ouch…cant you do this a little bit slowly....’ he winced in pain. She glared at him in anger and retorted, ‘Why don’t you do things slowly? It seems as if you enjoy these accidents.’ He smiled impishly, ’No. I enjoy having you fussing over me like this; anything to bask in this attention’. One look in his eyes and all her doubts vanished. Despite everything he said yesterday she was sure how important she was to him.  ‘Love is so weird’, she thought, ‘Last night we were mad at each other and today we are mad for each other.


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