Thursday, October 13, 2011

The Southern Man Part One

My best friend was holding her annual Halloween Bash. It was already Saturday and I hadn't even decided on my costume for the party. Looked like it would be a long day of trying on costumes to find just the right one. Little did I know that this would be one of the most important nights of my life.

I laughed when my friend opened the door decked out like the wicked witch of the west. She ushered me in and whispered in my ear, “I have someone I want you to meet.” Then grabbed my arm dragging me through the throng of people.

That’s when I noticed the young man standing near the punch bowl. He had the most incredible crystal blue eyes, they reminded me of the ocean, beautiful and mysterious. My mind wondered to his relationship status. I shook my head, thinking this is crazy! We haven’t even met yet but I couldn’t pull my gaze from his commanding presence. He carried himself with such grace and oozed confidence. People gravitated towards him especially the women.

I was boggled by my fascination with this man. Suddenly I wonder what it would be like to have his lips touch mine. My fingers grazed over my bottom lip as my breath caught in my throat. My friends waved her hand in front of me, “Hey…you okay?”

I cleared my throat and blinked my eyes back into focus, “Fine…Sorry.”

For one brief moment I was having my own little fantasy in my best friends living room. Trying to clear my mind I grabbed a glass of punch and nearly choked as a strong southern drawl came from behind me.

“Hello there, darlin.” Those piercing blue eyes had me forgetting to breath.

I tried to play it cool. But it was just a disaster…nothing was coming out. I stood there staring. He laughed and winked. Everything about this man called to me, the way he cocked his head slightly when talking, his sweet southern way of speaking. The sleek way he moved reminded me of a dancer, strong and graceful. That’s when I knew I had to have this man, mind, body and soul. Not for a night but forever. This is where the story begins…

Short Stories By Patsy Anne


Linda Andrews said...

If that's an excerpt from a book, I need the link.

Christine Warner said...

Um....more please! You can't leave me hanging.

Brenda said...

Wow, I love it. Patsy, are you going to post more of this story??? You totally hooked me.

Sheri Fredricks said...

Hi Patsy ~ I'm jumping in with both feet! When can I expect more? I love what you have here.

mirriamsmyth said...

Oh my, he sounds heavenly! Will there be more? Great short!

Tabitha Blake said...

Patsy's computer is down so I am posting her responses she has sent to me.

Tabitha Blake said...

Linda, That was exactly what I needed to hear. I have only written a couple of short stories and a few poems. I am working on something right now, but it's not close to being anything yet. Thanks for the comment.

Patsy Anne

Christine, wow! That excites me to know that you actually want to read more of my story. Thank you for that.

Patsy Anne

Sheri, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. I was feeling like what am I doing here with all these great writers, but now you have made me feel like there is hope for me. Hugs!

Patsy Anne

Brenda, thanks for those words of encouragement. The story is about how I met my husband. Believe me you will get more.


Merriam, this story is about my southern man...and I thought he was and still is as you put it heavenly.

Hugs...Patsy Anne