Another week, another weird writer’s prompt. They’re starting to get a little more involved, so I hope you’re up for the challenge.

I’m late this week. Not by much I suppose, and at least you’re not going to get a double posting tomorrow when it comes time for the prompt. And this time I have what I think is an excellent excuse.
Wisdom tooth extraction. Lower jaw.

Can you write a love story, short and sweet, about the characters’ week since they met on Valentine’s Day? Do you need more time – do they?

Between bouts of severe facial pain and whinging about better dental plans and the rare moments when the wisdom tooth is actually handing over some gold, I’ve been working.
A lot.
I have the greatest job ever!

Happy Valentine’s Day! Get some chocolate, a glass of wine, fire up the old 80s love ballads, and use the following character sketch to flesh out a romantic short story.
Your character is an adventurous male. He is tall, dark and brooding, but not in an overwhelming, glum way… there’s a twinkle in those eyes that hints at something devilish.
He has a gambling problem but he’s working on it. In the zippered pocket of his gear bag, he carries a poker chip from his last outing. Also in the gear bag …