Mine Would Be You

Him

        Shaggy dark brown hair, blue/ gray eyes, 6'4", tan skin, and all around muscular. That was how Audrey would describe this man. He looked up, and immediately noticed her eyes looking him up and down. He winked at her, causing her to blush and quickly turn back towards the bar.
        Stupid, stupid, stupid. Audrey thought to herself over and over again.
        "Excuse me ma'am," a deep voice with a strong southern drawal said behind her, just loud enough for her to hear.
        Audrey turned back around to see the man she had been eyeing, towering over her.
       "He-hello," Audrey stumbled on her words and blushed horribly at her failed communication.
        "My name's Tyler," he chuckles and holds his hand out to her.
        "Audrey," she shakes his hand.
        "Care to dance Audrey?" He asked with a hopeful glint in his eye.
        Audrey nodded and followed him to the dance floor. All her friends stopped dancing and began to drool over Audrey's new friend.
        The two clicked immediately, dancing to every song, laughing everytime one of them tripped over the other. The DJ soon announced that the bar was beginning to close and he would only play a few more songs. Tyler began to get shaky, which worried Audrey since he had only drank a Sprite at the bar.
        "I um...," Tyler began but cut himself off. He felt feelings for Audrey, but he couldn't figure out what kind of feelings.
        "I'll call you alright?" Was the last thing he said before running out of the bar.