Micro/ Flash Fiction Theme: Stalking Goats
Flying down, I impact the ground in front of the sexy local goat shepherd. He’s shirtless and grinning. I have two of his infant animals in my arms.
“Stop sending the cute ones to bother me. I’m a monster, damnit!” I growl.
“I make lovely sangwiches, don’t yer know.”
“What?”
“Ah tought we were on about stuff that dinnae even matter.”
I threw up my hands. “You’re impossible!”
“An’ you’re beautiful when you’re cross.” He gave me a rakish smirk.
I feel my face heat.
“Next time, I’ll eat your stupid stalking goats,” I grumble, gently letting the babies go.