Blood on the Moon - serialised EXCLUSIVE for Steemit! - 2

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My third novel was finished and published in time for Halloween and I had a launch at Waterstone's at Sheffield.

This is our lovely daughter and two good friends that had travelled all the way to see the display and support me.

Thanks Kev and Liz!

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Part 1

At 6’ tall, he was able to heft the fighters around with ease, preventing them from returning to the fray once more. His colleagues jumped in with equal certainty, yet she noticed him above the others.

As he turned at last to hoist a struggling fighter out of the mêlée, it was his blue eyes that entirely captivated her. They were so blue as to be startling even in the subdued light of the darkened nightclub. They seemed to be lit by a backlight of sorts they didn’t so much glow as beam.

But there was something else, an animalistic quality about him, a raw wildness that screamed ‘danger’ and her body recognised the call and she wanted nothing more than to bolt. It was something that only she seemed to have noticed. She felt her own eyes widen and her jaw drop. Her hands became clammy and she moved to stand behind Ellie and she peered out from the side of her friend.

She quickly recovered and glanced around to see if her friends had seen the effect that he’d had on her, but no-one seemed to have, no one watched her, little Jessica ‘Rabbit’.

It was maybe half an hour later, and he returned in a more peaceful manner. He was still watching the crowd as he walked and he went directly to the bar to flirt with the barmaids. Jessica’s friends had all but forgotten about him and the fight until he came to stand right next to them.

Ellie was the most daring in their group, she was the prettiest, most outspoken and if truth be told, the biggest slut and she leaned forward in as casual a manner as she could manage, given her advanced drunkenness and she said to him, “So when do you get off?”

The comment drew giggles from her equally drunken entourage but Jessica looked on wide-eyed at her bravery.

He looked at her for a moment and his eyes travelled from her pretty face, lingered on her cleavage and moved down to linger again on her long legs.

“Usually about five minutes after I start, love.” He quipped back to her, his attention diverted from the busy barmaids for the moment.

Undeterred, even encouraged by the way he had looked at her, Ellie carried on: “Only five minutes? It’s not worth getting undressed for that,” she said and she looked around to her friends as the comment drew more giggles from them.

“Who needs to get undressed? You’ve got a skirt on, and if you want to know if it’s worth it or not, come with me, you can judge for yourself.”

He winked at her and held out his hand. Ellie was never one to back down in front of her friends and she put her glass on the bar, took hold of his hand and went along with him. She looked back to the friends that she’d left and she gave a cheeky grin and put the tips of her fingers to her mouth as though she was miming that she sometimes shocked herself. The group laughed again and then went back to drinking and chattering about how daring Ellie was. Jessica just listened.

Ellie had been gone for less than a quarter of an hour before she was back, sporting a huge grin on her face.

The friends crowded around her to get the details straight from the horse’s mouth and Jessica found herself at the back of the crush as usual, but she didn’t mind, she didn’t really want to know all the details anyway.

She wasn’t as impressed with Ellie’s bravado as the others were, she knew Ellie better than they did and she also knew that a deep-seated desire to be liked by everyone was what drove Ellie to make the kind of assignation that she had just returned from.

Instead of feeling a bit sad for Ellie though, Jessica found that she was a little bit angry. Was it jealousy that had sparked the annoyance? Jessica was puzzled and tried to work it out in her head, she didn’t fancy Paul, he was fascinating but in a far different way to how Ellie found him attractive. As Jessica tried to work out her mood, she could hear Ellie as she regaled the group.

“He wasn’t kidding! He did only take five minutes, but god, it was worth it! He went like a steam train. He was like an animal! It may have been one of the shortest fucks I’ve ever had, but it has to be one of the best, my legs are still wobbly. Has he torn my dress?” She finished her tale and looked around behind herself as far as she could to see if there was any damage to her clothing.