Sept. 28th's writing sprint.

Well, Saturday's writing didn't flow through to Sunday's, but I'll get back to it... eventually.

Here's what I came up with for today:

The moment she got home, I knew I was in trouble.  

I knew just by the sound of her footsteps, the sound of the key in the door, the sound of the hinges creaking and the door opening.

Hell, I knew I was in trouble the moment I met her.

“You home honey?”

“I’m in here, babe,” I replied “watching TV”.

She was as beautiful today, right now, after an 8 mile run, as she was 2 years ago, when I first saw her.

And there she stood, sweaty, hair all out of place, goofy looking track pants that just didn’t do her figure justice, and I knew she was about to ask me a doozy of a question.

“Honey?”

She looks so cute, I know and she knows, I won’t be able to tell her turn her down, no matter what she asks.

“Ya, babe?”

I could feel it coming down, I didn’t know what it was, but it was going to be a biggie.

My heart began to pound, my hands began to sweat.

She plunked down beside me and cosied up to me.

Did she think it was time to get married? To buy a house? To have a baby?

I could feel my heart leap up to my throat, I could barely breath.

“Don’t ya think it’s time we... took the next step?”

This was it. 

I wasn’t ready for any of this.

What was I getting myself into.

My head began to pound. I could see that she was talking, but I couldn’t hear what she was saying, the pounding was so loud.

“Wh...what do you mean?”

Then she smiled at me, and the pounding stopped. She smile could cure the sick, and sooth my worries.

She giggles a bit, then said “A puppy silly, don’t you think we could get a puppy?”

I smiled back at my beautiful girlfriend.

“Of course we can babe, anything for you.”

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Cheers