Saturday's Storyteller: Ice

Ice
by Belinda Roddie

She preferred her whiskey neat, while I drank mine on the rocks. She ate her ahi tuna seared, while I devoured my serving raw. She was a fan of New York style pizza, while I fantasized about Chicago deep dish. And when we kissed each other, my lips were always cold from the ice.

This week's prompt was provided by Arden Roddie.

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