Fantasy

Today’s Sunday Scribbling prompt (http://sundayscribbling.blogspot.com) is all about fantasy. Well, the first thing that came to my mind was the most common subject when referring to fantasies – men and women. Here’s a little diddy I wrote on behalf of today’s topic. Enjoy! πŸ™‚

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It was an icy cold winter day as the latest storm blew through the Adirondacks. To take the chill off the air Sarah lit a fire and sipping some hot apple cider, bundled up on her couch with a good book. She thought that would take her mind off how physically cold she was.

Sarah loves her log cabin high in the Adirondack mountains of New York. It’s her seculsion from the outside world where she can escape the daily grind of her job as a busy editor at one of the top publishers in the city. Sometimes she takes a three day weekend, packs up her little Geo Metro, and heads to the mountains for some rest and relaxation. It’s only three hours from her little apartment in the Upper West Side…and the hustle and bustle of NYC.

Today, the storm was unexpected and she wasn’t totally prepared. She had enough wood, some cans of soup, a couple bottles of wine, and some of the regular necessities to get through the stormy day. Still, she was craving something chocolate – chocolate covered strawberries, chocolate cake, chocolate cream pie – anything. But, nothing to be found in her kitchen. So, she settled by the fire with her hot apple cider, hoping that would be a welcome substitute.

Sarah was so into her book that she didn’t hear the knock at her door. “Who on God’s green Earth would trek through this weather?” she wondered.

As she made her way to the foyer, she peered through the glass window to see who it may be. Sarah stopped dead in her tracks. It was Brian, her 6-foot tall, dark, and very handsome new neighbor that just bought the place two houses up from hers. She’d only seen him once in the local Hannaford’s market and though she noticed him, he didn’t notice her. At least she thought he didn’t. But, there he was standing at her door braving the elements. Sarah gathered herself and opened the door.

“Hello. Can I help you?” she asked.

“Hi, my name is Brian Robinson,” he replied, “I just bought the old Lewis house up the street and came up this weekend to do some work on it but with this weather, I have lost power. I noticed your light was on and I hope you don’t mind me troubling you but I need to use your phone…if that’s ok.”

Sarah nearly lost her footing again. Gosh, this man was so incredibly beautiful. He was just over four inches taller than she was with peppery dark hair and sparkling blue eyes. When he smiled, she wanted to faint. He wants to use her phone and she wants…. “Get a hold of yourself, Girl!” Sarah screamed in her mind.

“I’d love to let you use my phone but I think the phones are out on the entire street,”she responded. “But, you can’t just stand out there and you certainly can’t go back to your place with no heat! Please, come on in and sit by the fire.”

“Oh, no. I don’t want to put you to any trouble.”

“Don’t be silly! Please come on out of the cold.”

Brian hesitated for a second and then decided it was much too chilly and so much warmer in her home. So, he stepped inside.

Sarah’s home was warm and inviting. From the foyer, it opens up into one very large Great Room. The dining space is located to the direct right from the foyer, the living space towards the back with the fireplace on the right side wall, and to the right of that is the kitchen. The fireplace itself is all stone rising from the top of the mantel all the way to the ceiling and there are floor to celing windows that surround it. To the back of the living room is a winding staircase to the loft above and the two bedrooms down the upstairs hall from that. With the fire already going in the fireplace and the view of the snow falling outside the window, it was very cozy. Brian found himself warming up pretty quickly.

Sarah noticed that Brian was scanning her home. “So, what do you think?” she asked.

Brian turned to look at her and with that wide smile of his, he said, “You have a beautiful home here and that fireplace just makes it. I’m hoping to expand mine and that’s what I was working on before the power went out.”

Sarah gestured to the sofa. “Would you like some hot apple cider? I’m afraid I’m limited on what I can offer you as I, too, wasn’t that prepared for the weather.”

“I’d love some. Thanks!”

Sarah began to get the cider for him. As she stood at the counter in the kitchen overlooking the living room, she also began to fantasize how the rest of the afternoon might go.

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And, I’ll leave it at that. What’s your fantasy?

Smiles,

TQF
(A note about the photo: If you love log homes as much as I do, check out the layouts at Anthony Log Homes. They have some stunning choices! This one in particular is at – http://www.anthonyloghomes.com/gallery35bg.jpg. Go check out Anthony Log Homes!)
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4 Responses to “Fantasy”
  1. Becca says:

    Rats!….I want to know what happened next πŸ˜‰

    Great story – very tantalizing!

  2. Becca says:

    Rats!….I want to know what happened next πŸ˜‰

    Great story – very tantalizing!

  3. NuttersNotes says:

    Let’s see…

    Single woman….attractive man….mutual fireplace attraction…stormy weekend…apple cider with a couple of bottles of wine in reserve….

    Hmmm…….I wonder where this might be going!

    Hey…if you want to see the real Quintessential Feline, stop by my posting this week. You’ll bust up.

  4. NuttersNotes says:

    Let’s see…

    Single woman….attractive man….mutual fireplace attraction…stormy weekend…apple cider with a couple of bottles of wine in reserve….

    Hmmm…….I wonder where this might be going!

    Hey…if you want to see the real Quintessential Feline, stop by my posting this week. You’ll bust up.

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