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“How do you like it?” he filled the kettle and placed it on the base, clicking the switch.

“Thick, strong and long, milky…” she smiled, her eyes twinkled with mischief.

“And your tea?” The smile widened, charmingly twisting, with a slight bite of the lower lip, so quick he almost missed it.

“Mmm, the same please”

“No sugar?”

“Sometimes… but not today. I don’t feel the need.” she sighed, dramatically, humorously, he laughed.

“Still talking about tea?”

“Well…. Maybe?”

©️ Juliette Turrell

I haven’t written any flash fiction for an age, I’m sooooo rusty!!