Smokin' Beauty

Got up early this morning.

Worked out at gym.

Got ready.

Had an ill-prepared breakfast (Of course I made it).

Went to meet her.

Now, she’s sitting here.

Naked.

Smoking.

Bottle of vodka in hand.

I’m staring at her.

Sheer beauty.

Then, she gives me ‘that’ look.

God, I love her!

Do I?

I don’t know.

Should I tell her?

Not yet.

Not yet…