Flash 52: Ruby Revenge

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Week 10 Prompt: A couple walk into a jewelry shop. The man goes straight to the case with the most rings, but the woman wanders away, apparently uninterested. A clerk offers to help the man, and he chooses a ring, calling the woman back to his side. She shakes her head…

Ruby Revenge

Sean stood behind the glass counter as the bell above the door rang. A tall man in a three-piece suit walked in, practically oozing money as he held the door for his companion. The diminuative blond didn’t even look at him as she entered the store. When she removed the sunglasses hiding her face, it was all Sean could do not to show his surprise.


It had been a long time since that night, and he wasn’t sure she’d even recognize him. When she’d left, she’d told him straight up that he wasn’t her type, and he’d known exactly what she meant. From the looks of her current man though, it seemed like she’d moved on to someone who was. Though she didn’t exactly look like a woman in love.

“Can I help you?” Sean addressed the man, who was browsing the ring selection nearby. Alicia had wandered across the room to a case that held necklaces and bracelets. Odd that she wouldn’t be interested when her man looked at rings.

The man nodded, staring thoughtfully through the glass.

“I’d like to see those four in the back,” he said, pointing to four of the largest diamonds they had on offer. They were all far too ostentatious for someone like Alicia, from what he remembered. The way her long, slender fingers had wrapped around his cock, massaging and pulling…no. A smaller, more colorful stone in a more unique setting would suit her far better. A ruby, perhaps. He had one in the next case that would suit perfectly, from what he remembered.

Even so, he nodded and unlocked the case, laying out a thick piece of black velvet before presenting the rings. Each had a matching wedding band, and he laid those out as well.

“Alicia, come here.” The man’s request was more an order, and she complied, though reluctantly, or so it appeared to Sean. Her thin blouse did nothing to hide her braless state, and the stiff points of her nipples poking at the white fabric reminded him of how they’d looked after he’d taken them in his mouth, between his teeth. She’d liked that.

Rubies. Definitely.

She didn’t look at him, just stared at the rings. After a few long minutes, she shook her head.
“No. Those aren’t me.” She turned to go, still avoiding Sean’s eyes. So she did recognize him, then. Nothing else explained the deliberate snub.

“May I?” he asked, looking back at the man who merely inclined his head. “I have something…unconventional that I think might be perfect.”

He locked away the four rings, and then retrieved the ruby from it’s display. Laying it on the velvet, he marveled at how the stone sparkled in the afternoon sunlight before the man picked it up.

“It’s too small,” he said, setting it back down as he dismissed it. “That won’t do at all.”

Alicia turned back at his words. “Let me see.” She picked up the ring, examining it for a moment, then slipped it on her left ring finger. Turning her hand one way, then the other, she watched the light play through the red prism.

“I like this one,” she said, laying her hand against the man’s lapel. “It’s warm and vibrant, but still very, very decadent.”

Sean agreed, though he didn’t dare say as much. He wished she would look at him, just once.
Her fiance looked down in distain. “It’s not big enough. And you need a diamond. This won’t impress my business partners.”

She rolled her eyes. “The size and color of the ring isn’t going to matter one bit, Cal, and you know it. It’s my other…considerable charms that get you what you want. That’s the deal, remember?”

He grinned. “I suppose you’re right, darlin’.” Glancing over at Sean, he asked, “How much?”

Sean felt Alicia’s gaze, finally, but he forced himself to focus on her fiance. “Eighteen hundred, even.” Then he met Alicia’s eyes, saw the surprised recognition in them. He winked, glad thier night together wasn’t as forgettable for her as she’d made him believe.

An odd look crossed her face, followed by a sly grin. She looked up at her man, both hands caressing his chest.

“Cal, baby, why don’t you let me pay for this. Just like I paid for the car last week. You go ahead and wait in the car. I won’t be long.”

He frowned. “I’m not sure – it seems like too much of a discount for the shop.”

She shook her head, running a finger down his throat. “Just think of it as practice for me.”

Cal stepped back, hesitating for one more minute. Then he looked at Sean, and chuckled. “I hope you know what a great deal you’re getting,” he said before he walked out the door.

Sean watched as Alicia walked around the counter and dropped to her knees in front of him. She reached for his belt, but he grabbed her hand.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

“Paying for my ring,” she said, batting her eyelashes coyly. “It’s been a long time, Sean – but I still remember how you taste. I want you on my tongue.”

“And if I’d rather have the cash?”

She pouted. “You don’t think I’m worth eighteen hundred?” One by one, she undid the buttons on her dress, revealing those small, perky breasts. “I’ve learned some things since that night. Things I think you’ll like.”

 He shook his head, smiling. “As much as I enjoyed our night together, you basically told me I wasn’t worth your time when you left. So no, to me, you aren’t worth any amount of money.” He squatted down, took her left hand and retrieved the ring. “I knew you’d like this. And it suits you. But you can’t have it. Now leave.”

She took a deep breath, exhaling slowly as she buttoned her dress and stood.

“You’ll regret this,” she said, hesitating for a moment, as if she expected him to stop her. When he didn’t, she walked out without a backward glance.

“Never,” Sean murmured.

One week later, there was a break in at the store. Everything was taken, millions of dollars in inventory. The only piece untouched was the ruby ring.

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One comment on “Flash 52: Ruby Revenge

  1. Ardee-ann Eichelmann

    Jamie, I love your writing! This was a great little story. Revenge can be so sweet!