Monday Fables #14: Big Bad Handsome Man

Big Bad Handsome Man - Imelda May

The man is tall, mad, mean, and good-lookin'
And he's got me his eye
When he looks at me, I go weak at the knees
He's got me going like no other guy

Chorus
Cause he's my big, bad, handsome man
He's got me in the palm of his hand
He's the Devil Divine, I'm so glad that he's mine
Cause he's my big, bad, handsome man

Oh, the music he plays, the way he moves me and sways
Rocks me to the core
When he sings in my ear, he makes me shiver and leer
Leaves me wanting more and more

Cause he's my big, bad, handsome man
He's got me in the palm of his hand
He's the Devil Divine, I'm so glad that he's mine
'Cause he's my big, bad, handsome man

Trumpet

With his rugged good looks yeah he’s got me hooked
Got me where he wants me to be
With his arms so wide, he pulls me in by his side
He’s the kind of guy that does it for me

Chorus
Cause he’s my big bad handsome man yeah
He’s got me in the palm of his hand
He’s the devil divine, I’m so glad that he’s mine
Cause he’s my big bad handsome man
Ouuuw
My big bad handsome man, yea
He’s got me in the palm of his hand
He’s the devil divine, I’m so glad that he’s mine
Cause he’s my big bad
I’m so glad that he’s my handsome man
Hhmmmm

"Now that is a fine looking specimen." The other two girls turned to look at the man standing up on stage in the night club and they smirked.

"Oh yes." Jamie replied.

"Mhmm." Katie hummed in response.

From their spot in the middle of the smoky bar they could see the musician's upper body. All of it, bared for the rest of the sighing women in the room in his tight, grey t-shirt. He continued to set up his equipment while the three women returned to their cocktails.

"But anyways," Monica turned to her friend and tipped her drink "you, darling Katie, were going to tell me about this new man in your life."

She blushed "there's nothing to tell."

"Oh yes there is. You've got a glow, and it's more than just a sex glow."

Jamie leaned in, giggly and bubbly as ever "you're in love."

Katie pursed her lips, rolling her eyes. "Okay fine." Her friends leaned in, even as the band with its hunky lead singer began his power ballad. "He's really sweet, caring, and funny; he's attentive and intelligent and when he talks, he's talking to me, you know?"

"That's nice and all but how's his ass?"

Katie spit out her drink and Jamie laughed, her voice high and fluffy "yeah, how's his ass?"

"His ass is...fine."

Monica couldn't help but gape at her friend. "He's a gorgeous hunk of a man isn't he?"

"Yes!" She collapsed against the table, no longer trying to hide her grin. "He's tall - but not too tall - and toned and his fingers are magical."

"Oh girl, he sounds too good to be true."

"Trust me" she sighed "he is."

The girls looked up as the singer spoke, his voice rich and sultry "this next song goes out to my girl, Katie over there. I love you."

Slowly, Monica and Jamie turned back to their friend who was waving back at the musician with a shy grin. "No. Freaking. Way." She just stared at her friend while Jamie's silently overwhelmed, glossy eyed stare was enough to convey her emotion.

The girls listened in silence as the musician played a few chords and began to sing. Katie melted a little more with each note. As the song ended she turned to her two friends who were audibly sighing "I told you his hands were magical."