Positive Patty 💚

Birdie

Her flirtatious laughter slashed the silence that clung in the air, it was quiet and delicate but useful. Our eyes met briefly, almond shaped, brown and deep, as instructed, she spoke “Like I was saying Mr-,” another gentle touch ,“Y’lang” . Y’lang pressed his strong hand as tightly around the small of her back as she’d allow and he was becoming pink and sweaty with excitement. She was a small, petit woman whom everyone called Birdie or ‘bird’s eye’ because of her addicting personality I suppose and omnipotent ability. In an instant her face was closer and she spoke softly again addressing him while his eyes locked onto her lips reading as she spoke, he was a hooked fish on a slow winding reel.