the ways his blue eyes bore into mine , i felt like he was looking in to my soul . it was n't lost on me how all the female guests were looking us up and down . 'and do either of them speak to you in the dreams ? ' i just turned around so he could shut up . together , the two men walked back into the house . when i reached it , i brushed the dust from the top and peeled away the faded brown tape . i was finding that he was a true southern gentleman . 