Hot Bloodied.
Chapter 1:
The evening crowd had started to pick up and it was definitely going to be one busy night. She wiped the beads of sweat from her brow and picked up a large crate of mixers. She shimmed amongst the other bar staff and moved towards the bar.
The bar was heaving and she had to shout her way through to be heard.
'Move it or lose it fellas.'
She smiled at each face as they turned around and moved each smiling or winking at her. 'Looking good April.' She heard muttered as she finally reached the bar.
'Thanks fellas.' She laughed.
She pushed the mixer tray under the bar and stood up. 'Right whose next?' She wiped her hands on her jeans. She looked up.
The bar had momentarily cleared and she sighed and stood with her arms resting on the bar. She had not stopped all day and she was looking forward to one long soak in bath. She looked up and around the bar.
She knew all of them well and was not surprised that a Friday night each one of them would be in the bar either drinking, playing pool or darts.
As looked towards the door she saw a strange face move into the room. He had brown spiky hair. He was tall and seemed muscular and athletic. He was wearing dark blue jeans a black t shirt rounded off by a brown leather jacket. As he moved towards the bar she took in the spectacle as if he moved in slow motion towards her.
She saw him smile at her and she melted. Gosh that smile, those lips all she could think about was those teeth nipping at her and those lips kissing her body. She felt her face flush and she smiled back and propped herself straighter against the bar. 'Hey can I get a beer?'
She smiled back and said, 'Sure thing.'
His voice it was just too perfect. It made her shiver with excitement. All he had asked for was a beer he was good. She busied herself with pouring the beer and looking at him. His face was perfect and his eyes. They were green and the eyelashes were long and beautiful.
She smiled and said, 'I haven't seen you around here before. New around here?'
He smiled and said, 'Just passing through. My name's Dean.'
He held his hand out across the bar and she took it and clasped it. 'April.' She smiled 'Damn that's a shame Dean.'
She passed him his beer. He took her in. She had light brown hair and these deep blue eyes. Her face was pretty and her eyes well that was just another story.
She was wearing a pair of tight jeans and when she smiled he felt a tugging in his jeans. 'Well Dean let me do you a favour.'
She leant suggestively over the bar just close enough for him to smell her lightly fragranced perfume and her breasts pushing against the flimsy material of her top. 'If you're at a loss of what to do in your last few days here well I can think of a few things we could do together.'
He grinned and she smiled at him and licked her lips, 'Give me your arm.' He raised a perfect eyebrow and pulled up his sleeve, 'Here's my number.'
She pulled out a tube of lipstick from her back pocket. She scrawled the number on his arm. He felt the soft touch of the stick on his arm and again he felt the tugging inside his jeans. He looked down at the rose pink numbers on his skin. 'Don't worry. I will soon let you know if I get bored don't worry about that.' He winked at her and took another drink from his beer.
'APRIL!' Someone shouted from the end of the bar. She said, 'Don't go anywhere Dean.'
She winked and was gone and was pouring another guy a beer. All that was left behind was the trace of her perfume.