Sniff Sniff. He took the air in hard as she walked across the yard to meet him.
His eyes narrowed and a shot of heat ran up his stiff spine. Dare she come any closer? She dared! Her mistake.
Once more he took in the air that told him the true story of what went on last night.
“Where ya been all night?” he inquired calmly and even toned, knowing damn well the answer.
“I was at my sister’s house, remember?” She answered, trying to look puzzled.
“Really?” he quickly replied in a sharp direct manner.
“Yes really, she stated with a smile, trying to make light of it. But the look in his eyes. The controlled anger and disappointment told her she would soon lose this battle of deception. Ignoring that ‘still small voice’ inside, she pressed forward. She reach up to throw her arms around his neck when they were blocked by 2 iron gripping hands.
“You think I’m some kind of play thing? You’re thinking all wrong lady,” he informed her.
“See, I’m not the kind of guy you can lie to, so I suggest you come clean, and be quick about it.” he informed her, almost warning her of some great danger she might be in.
But the foolish woman ignored the warning and went forward with her silly game. There was no way he could have ever known for a fact, he was just guessing! So she thought. No solid proof. None at all, she arrogantly convinced herself.
“Oh you’re being silly! I told you I was with my sister all night, now stop acting foolish.”
He let her hands go and moved slowly until he was right in her face looking her in both eyes, and without a blink, he sniffed her. She responded with a puzzled look as she tried to laugh it off.
“Oh, is this your way of being cute?’ she asked with a coy smile.
“I ain’t being cute,” he informed her, almost insulted. “And neither are you for that matter!” he barked as the strong scent of strange male hit his nose like a tone of bricks.
A cold streak ran down her back but she tried to play it off. Fear set in against her will. That only added to his aggravation. The scent of another man mixed with fear told him just one thing…. she was CAUGHT. Caught like a rat in a trap.
“One thing I can’t STAND in a dame is a gutless liar,” he informed her with conviction. “You reek of HIM and the stink of fear is all over ya. You’re standing there, looking at me straight in the eyes and you LIE right to my face,” he finished.
“I am NOT!” she tries to state, but is too dumbfounded to make it believable. “How dare you accuse….” She’s cut off.
“Tell it to the choir, lady!” he states as he turns around and walks away leaving her standing there alone.
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A bit of fun in honor of my friend Gayla who will KNOW who this is about, LOL