1 Shade of Amber

Friday Fictioneers entry for the week.

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“Really, Naomi, just leave it and someone will return for them.”  Cylene took the ink pen from her mouth, pointed toward the decorated mug and sunglasses. ”  She returned pen to mouth.

Naomi hissed. “I know, for your information, I was more concerned the table is not clean.”  Cylene was unconcerned about such things.

The truck stop door tinkled, both looked as a god entered.  He was about six two, 30ish, flowing hair, and built.  Naomi and Cylene tensed pleasantly.

“Ah, there they are,” he whispered, reaching for forgotten items.  His hand brushed Cylene’s; she blushed; he noticed.

Their eyes met, Cylene let some air escape her mouth, pen falling.  He took her hand, leading toward the bathrooms.  Cylene never glanced at Naomi, but he did, barely.

Naomi saw meadows and starlit pastures.  After a second, shaking her head, reached in her purse, pulling out a small, long,pointed wooden object.

She wasn’t certain those were fangs she saw, but never hurt to be careful.  She headed toward the bathroom as the door finished closing.

Word Count: 174 , photo credit to shivamt25.