Damn drabbles keep pouring out...

Promises

By Katrina McDonnell

Disclaimer: Wish they were, but they aren't.
Author's Note: Follow-up to 'Fireworks' and 'Ball
Dropping', the New Year fics. Rhonda, as always.



A small drawstring bag made out of animal hide lay on
her desk.

"Open it."

Her skin tingled, but she resisted the urge to face him.
"This what I think it is?"

"Just open it. Never know, you might get lucky."

Two marbles. "Very funny."

"I thought so."

A folded slip of paper.

She bit her lip, stomach twisting.

'IOU a week at the Park Hyatt, February 2007. Room
opposite the Sydney Opera House.'

Deep breath. "The view sounds so beautiful, it'd be a
pity not to share it with someone."

"Anyone in particular?"

Turning, she answered with her lips.

Damn drabbles keep pouring out...

Promises

By Katrina McDonnell

Disclaimer: Wish they were, but they aren't.
Author's Note: Follow-up to 'Fireworks' and 'Ball
Dropping', the New Year fics. Rhonda, as always.



A small drawstring bag made out of animal hide lay on
her desk.

"Open it."

Her skin tingled, but she resisted the urge to face him.
"This what I think it is?"

"Just open it. Never know, you might get lucky."

Two marbles. "Very funny."

"I thought so."

A folded slip of paper.

She bit her lip, stomach twisting.

'IOU a week at the Park Hyatt, February 2007. Room
opposite the Sydney Opera House.'

Deep breath. "The view sounds so beautiful, it'd be a
pity not to share it with someone."

"Anyone in particular?"

Turning, she answered with her lips.