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This week's prompts
Line Prompts:
Dear Baby New Year, …
5…4…3…2…1…
Word prompts:
Toast, kiss, hangover
Night, chance, fireworks
Include:
A sparkly hat worn at a jaunty angle
A piece of paper with a single sentence on it
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Ringing in the New Year
“5,4,3,2,1…Happy New Year!”
The room echoed as the start of the New Year was counted down. Tom and Ben turned to each other and their
lips met. They stood in the middle of
the Loxley, a two-tiered restaurant in the Heritage Hotel in Lancaster. They had thought about spending the New Year
in Philly but decided to stay close to home instead.
They were standing in the midst of their friends, co-workers,
and assorted partiers.
“I’m so happy, Tom. Another New Year together.”
“Me too, Ben.”
At one time, Tom and Ben never could have shared a kiss in
public, let alone at a public place like this party, but times had changed and
those around them now didn’t care that there were gay couples in the room.
Everyone was just enjoying the party.
“Here, honey.” Tom handed Ben some sparkling wine.
“Thanks, baby.” Ben
raised the glass. “A toast… to a happy life
with the best man in the whole world.”
“I’m lucky to be married to the best man, the man who has
made me so happy I can’t put it all into words.”
They drank a few more glasses and were getting tipsy. “ We’d
better stop or we’ll have a terrible hangover in the morning,” Ben mentioned.
“Who cares? We’re
celebrating. You were smart to hire
that limo for the night. We’ll be needing it.”
Tom burped. Ben looked at him and they both laughed.
“I love you.” Ben leaned forward and kissed him again.
It was about two AM when they decided to leave the
hotel. They would have spent the night,
but the place was booked up by the time Ben tried to make a reservation. Besides, the best accommodations in the world
were right in their cozy home, with the fireplace burning and the two of them
all snuggled up together.
“How about we get out of here?” Tom had to practically yell
in Ben’s ear to be heard. Ben nodded and they said their goodbyes to their
friends as they weaved their way through the crowds and into the limo waiting
for them.
“Where to, sirs?” the driver asked.
“Home?” Ben asked him. The ardent look in his eyes left no
doubt what he planned to do once they got there.
“Home driver, but can you go past Main Street and Willow
Road, too?” Tom could see the look on
Ben’s face. “I want to see the Christmas
decorations on the drive back.”
“Sure, honey.”
They sat back and oooohed and aaaahed at the lights.
They got back to their own home, decorated in holiday lights
and a menorah in the window in deference to Ben’s holiday.
They made it to their bedroom in record time, their clothes
piled on the floor. If Santa had chosen
that moment to drop off their gifts, he would have seen two men making
passionate love and would no doubt have gotten some ideas on how to make Mrs. Claus
a very happy lady.
Merry Christmas, Happy Chanukah, and Happy New Year from
Tom, Ben, and yours truly.
My fellow Flashers:
That was a truly lovely flash. Tom and Ben are adorable and it's lovely to have so many peeps into their lives. Thank you for that. Happy New Year Tom and Ben. I hope your lives in 2013 will be as sweet and interesting as is was in 2012
ReplyDeleteA very sweet take on the prompt. I enjoyed reading it. :)
ReplyDeleteAwww, that's such a sweet scene.
ReplyDeleteHappy New Year!
Charley
Thanks guys. I am glad you enjoyed their adventures. I tend to write sweet stuff. With all the horrible things happening in the world I think we could all use some sweet stuff in our lives. Tom has a very dangerous job and this is what they do when he's not out there serving the community.
ReplyDeleteAwww, how sweet! Happy New Year, Lily! :)
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