Six Sentence Sunday – A’s Surrender
“What do I get out of it?”
Ashley hooted in genuine laughter. Her mirth must have brought his because she felt the shake of his chuckle beneath her.
“I don’t know,” Ashley retorted. “You didn’t ask me to help you come up with a deviant way to eat fruit salad that was for your benefit.”
“Ah, I should have known to be more specific.”