Kajar quietly closed the door behind him. “Alone at last, my darling, my love. Words cannot describe how much I adore you. You complete me. With you I feel whole. If I were to lose you, I don’t think I could survive. Let me caress you. Kiss you. Make love to you.”
Suddenly the door burst open and Kajar’s wife stormed in. “Kajar! Put down that sword and come and help me with the dishes!”
My entry in the July 2021 75 Word Story Challenge at SFFChronicles
Theme: Relationships
Genre: Speculative Fiction
M. Robert Gibson 