Matt spied Felicia stirring a pot on the stove and took a deep breath to bolster his courage. The aroma of brandy and cream caused his stomach to growl. He could tell the sauce would be peppercorn, and she only cooked peppercorn steak when in a good mood.
“Hi honey,” he said and gave her a peck on the cheek.
Felicia smiled. “Dinner’s almost ready.”
Matt slid onto the stool at the countertop behind her. He took another deep breath. He knew she wouldn’t like what he had to say. “Where’s Mikey?” he asked.
“He’s down for a nap. We played too long this morning and he’s tuckered out now.” She glanced over her shoulder at him. “Why?”
Matt shrugged. “Since we brought him home six months ago, we never get to be alone.” He saw her shoulders stiffen. Here it comes.
Her stirring paused and then resumed after several seconds. “He needs my attention right now.”
“He can entertain himself sometimes.”
She picked up the peppermill and gave the grinder several harsh twists over the steaming pot. “We’ve had this conversation before.”
He remained silent as the metal blades turned to crush the peppercorns. She grunted when she gave it a couple more twists. He wondered if Felicia fantasized that it was his neck. “Honey, I’m just saying that we need more time together. Without interruptions.”
Felicia slammed the peppermill onto the counter and spun to face him. “You’re still jealous of Mikey, aren’t you?”
Matt snorted. “Please. I’m not jealous of a dog.”
This is my response to this week’s Trifecta writing challenge. This challenge is different because it is a community voted challenge. That means the editors don’t choose the winners – the readers do. (Voting starts Thursday at 7PM Eastern time and remains open for 12 hours.)
The challenge is to write a response using the following word and definition:
CRUSH (transitive verb): to reduce to particles by pounding or grinding <crush rock>
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