Saturday, June 21, 2014

My Sexy Saturday!

It's My Sexy Saturday! Participating authors post 7 paragraphs, 7 sentences, or 7 words. For me, this time it's 7 paragraphs from Enchanted Skye. 

Setting the Stage~
After being at sea for the last several months, Alex watches a woman scattering ashes in the tidal pool and begins to feel strange. He has no idea she just innocently trapped him in an ancient and potentially deadly charm. He returns home to see if his sister Beatrix knows who this lovely stranger is.

My Seven~

     He watched with mild interest from the rocks, but when Angus and the reverend walked back to the house, his interest got the better of him. He scooted a little closer and lifted his head to get a better view. He didn’t recognize this young woman on the land but watched her kneel before the pool. Her dark sable hair covered her face as she keened and for some reason he felt compelled to go to her side. He slid into the water and the closer he drew, the stranger he felt. Only feet from her now, he blinked the saltwater from his eyes and watched her. The wind whipped at her hair and the sea mist clung to her clothing as she hugged an urn tightly to her chest. He knew what he was seeing then. They’d scattered ashes on the water. He considered her. Who was this woman to Angus MacLeod? 

    The woman must have felt his presence for she looked up from her grief. Meeting his eyes, she looked startled to see him so close. She rose slowly and backed away. 
     His heart ached to watch her go and he found the feeling both perplexing and extraordinary. Then and there, he knew he had to meet her. Taking a breath, he plunged under the water and swam to the far side of the cliff where the sea cave sat undetected. On dry land now, inside the dark chamber, he peeled away his waterskin. And where flippers were a moment before, a man’s arms and legs appeared. Shaking out his spotted skin with a snap, he rolled it into a tight bundle and headed toward the passage.
    The limestone tunnel itself was ancient, dug by his ancestors at a time when the zealous went in search of blood, and beings like him were hunted to near extinction. The tunnel led from the sea to his family’s other home and his other life as Alexander MacCodrum. He put a hand to a hidden door, one of several in the mansion, and it made a dry scraping sound as he pulled it open. Giving the back of the bookcase a shove, the weighted mechanism swung wide to reveal a bright sunny library.
    A woman’s voice came from the floor by the hearth, “Och, Alex you scared me! Come in, you’re scattering the ash with that draft.” Like that of her brothers, Bea’s Scottish burr tended to get thicker with emotion. With a soot-smudged nose and long black hair tied up in a kerchief, Beatrix MacCodrum sat back on her heels and looked him over from head to toe. He’d strategically repositioned the waterskin the instant he heard her shriek. Other than that, he wore nothing but his smile.
     She shook her head. “Tch, dinna you ever think to leave your clothes in the cave to change into? You know I might ha’ been sitting here with guests.”
    “That would ha’ been interesting, no?” He chuckled. “I haven’t been home in a while.” 


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  1. Love this snippet. I can feel the coolness of the water and her surprise and lots, lots more. Thanks for sharing.

    1. Hey thanks, Lynn. Glad you enjoyed it.

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    1. Thanks Dakota, I'm glad you stopped by.

  3. Fascinating world you're creating there :-)

    1. Thank you, Doris. This was fun to write. Thanks for stopping by.