Something NewA Story by Craig2591She was standing there without any clothes. Ian had no idea how long she had been there glaring at him as he sat on the sofa and read his magazine. Ordinarily, he would be pleasantly surprised to find his wife, Chrissy, standing naked in front of him. But the look on her face told him that he was in big trouble.
“Ian Stewart!” she said angrily, “I swear you could walk right past a burning building and not even notice it!”
He stared at her dumbfounded. His mind kicked into high gear trying to figure out what he had done to upset her so. Okay, she's naked and yelling about burning buildings... what the hell?! No! Not burning buildings! She's mad because you don't notice things. That's it! She changed something and you didn't notice. What is it? Her hair? No, she wouldn't be naked for her hair. Her eyes were flashing icy blue fire. He was on the verge of panic. A Tattoo! That's it, she got a new tattoo! But where? She already has, like... twenty. Oh, God! Look! Look!
“There!” he said, pointing at her thigh. “The rose! You did something to the rose!” Her look softened just a little and he knew he was right. He breathed a sigh of relief. For as long as he had known her she had had a tattoo of a long stemmed, red rose on her thigh. He now noticed that another rose had been added next to it. The stems were intertwined.
“Well, it's about time!” she said. “I had it done the week we got married and I've been waiting for you to notice.”
“Are they supposed to symbolize us?” he asked, getting up to come over and admire it. She nodded. “Chrissy! You did something... romantic!”
She looked a little disconcerted. “No I didn't. It's not romantic, it's... symbolic.”
“Yes it is! It's romantic!” he grinned. “I love it!”
She shrugged. “Okay, maybe a little romantic. Ian, you really drive me nuts sometimes! Why didn't you notice? Don't you look at me?”
“I'm sorry, Bittersweet. How can I make it up to you?”
“Well, for starters, we can go into the bedroom and you can commit all of my tattoos to memory by giving me a thorough examination,” she said with an impish grin.
“For starters?”
“Yup. Don't think you're getting out of this easily.” She started pushing him toward the bedroom. “You have a lot of making up to do.”
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