Challenge 58 - Rumors
Words: 100
PG
She waited for the sound of the morgue door closing.
“It’s just, I dunno…it makes you wonder.”
“It’s my job.”
“Well, they think it’s a…necrophilia thing.” Olivia shrugged, feeling the ME’s eyes on her.
“They don’t seriously think I do this for kicks?”
“Do you?”
“Detective.”
The latex snapped off, finger by finger. She ran her hands over Olivia’s shoulders. The detective could smell the embalming fluid, rubbing into her skin.
“I may be way off…” Warner pressed her lips along Olivia’s neck. “But it looks like you have a pulse.”
“Looks like.”
Olivia smiled as Melinda locked the door.
PG
She waited for the sound of the morgue door closing.
“It’s just, I dunno…it makes you wonder.”
“It’s my job.”
“Well, they think it’s a…necrophilia thing.” Olivia shrugged, feeling the ME’s eyes on her.
“They don’t seriously think I do this for kicks?”
“Do you?”
“Detective.”
The latex snapped off, finger by finger. She ran her hands over Olivia’s shoulders. The detective could smell the embalming fluid, rubbing into her skin.
“I may be way off…” Warner pressed her lips along Olivia’s neck. “But it looks like you have a pulse.”
“Looks like.”
Olivia smiled as Melinda locked the door.