This is a post for Casiella’s Friday Flash Fiction #13, with the prompt “If Only…” The storyline is from the short story excerpt I wrote called “The Cage”
He stood a few feet off the bar counter, chatting with the exquisitely lovely bartender. As I looked in his direction, I tried not to allow him to catch my attention for even the slightest second. It was very difficult to remember my training and remember why I was here. I pushed the errant thoughts from my mind and focused on the task at hand. Yet the nagging thoughts crossed my mind as I wondered what kind of person this striking young Minmatar man was. What was his story? I wanted to get to know him as a human being, not some object of my profession. I wondered if someday I might have a chance at a normal relationship, possibly a friend to care for that wasn’t a professional advantage to my employer. If only…
I dismissed my reverie with an imperceptible shake of my head. It wouldn’t do to fail Andriana now when we were so close to discovering the syndicate’s contact.
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