| General Fiction posted January 6, 2019 |
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A misunderstanding....
Just Dinner
by Heather Knight
Jonathan, my new workmate, was the handsomest man I'd ever met. Maybe a tad pale ....
When he asked me to his home for dinner, I couldn't believe my luck.
He opened the door and smiled. I noticed, too late, how long his incisors were and realized I was dinner myself.
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Jonathan, my new workmate, was the handsomest man I'd ever met. Maybe a tad pale ....
When he asked me to his home for dinner, I couldn't believe my luck.
He opened the door and smiled. I noticed, too late, how long his incisors were and realized I was dinner myself.
When he asked me to his home for dinner, I couldn't believe my luck.
He opened the door and smiled. I noticed, too late, how long his incisors were and realized I was dinner myself.
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