Flash Fiction – Sex in the link

sexy-439053_1280sm“Do you love me, baby?” he asked her as he slipped his arm around her waist.
She rolled over and put her hand on his cheek, smiling, eyes sparkling. “Of course. You know you don’t even have to ask.”
“Even though I’m away most nights, sitting in a crappy van watching hookers go in and out of hotels?”
“As long as you don’t mix business with pleasure…” she said pinching his neck.
“Never…I don’t even touch ’em when they’re being handcuffed.”
“Good,” she replied, snuggling closer.
“But…”
Her brow furrowed in suspicion. “But what?”
“You know, since we started going after the Johns, it’s been harder to bait them in. Not many of the girls in the department have ‘that’ look.”
“I’m sure you’ll think of something,” she said, rolling out of bed and heading for the shower.
“If you could help I’d sure appreciate it,” he replied toward the bathroom.
“Sure baby. If I think of something I’ll let you know.”
He smiled as he got up and began to dress. “I sure would appreciate the help,” he yelled above the sound of the running water.
“What?” she asked, poking her head through the door.
“The help…I sure would appreciate it.”
“Sure thing,” she replied with a wink. “Anything to make your job easier.”
He blew her a kiss before she closed the door.
**
Thirty minutes later

She walked into the kitchen carrying her briefcase. She stopped when she saw a picture on his laptop that looked familiar.
“Hey!” she snapped. “What’s that?!”
“It’s the picture from the party last night…why?” he replied without looking up.
“My boobs! That shows more cleavage than it does my face!”
“Oh really?” he replied looking more intently at the image. “Oh…you’re right.”
“Where is that?”
“On the escort site.”
She slapped his shoulder. “You’re using me as click bait?!”
His face became a picture of innocence. “What? You said ‘Anything to make my job easier’.”
“You’ve got a picture of me on a hooker site!” She leaned closer before her eyebrows rose high. “Wait! You said the girls in the department don’t have ‘that look’…does that mean you think I look like a prostitute?!”
“No. Not at all,” he said, defensive. “Sorry. Bad idea. I’ll take it down.”
He clicked on the edit link and was about to remove it when she leaned over his shoulder, her hair brushing his cheek. “Wait,” she said. “How many clicks did you get on it.”
He closed the edit window and pulled up his stats. “Seventeen hundred.”
Her eyes flashed wide. “Wow! Is that a lot?”
“I usually get around a hundred or so in the first six hours. So, yeah, for the first half hour…that’s a lot.”
She grabbed her coffee cup from the counter and walked away, smiling. “You can leave it up,” she said over her shoulder.
He squinted at her before closing the screen.

To be continued…

[Exercises in flash fiction can be used as a jump start for writing longer stories, flexing the creative muscles, or just a fun distraction…I haven’t decided what this one is yet ;)]

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