A black 2015 Audi A3 zoomed up the circular drive way of a flashy venue. Bright spot lights swiveled against their frames, catching the attention of passerby. An elegant dark red over hang that shielded the setting sun from the main entrance was layered in glittering white lights. The tall yet modern stone building at dusk was surely a pleasing sight to see. As the expensive looking car came to a stop in front of the over hang, a messy blonde haired man popped open the drives side, keys in hand. A young valet that didn't look older than seventeen rushed up to the glistening black car, a huge smile etched across his awkward and acne covered face.
"be careful with her, she's a bit touchy on the gas." the blonde, better known as Finn, told the boy while handing over his keys. The valet, with a name plate that read Stan, nodded happily before jumping into the plush leather interior. As Finn turned around, he smiled softly at the kid's happy face, running his fingers through his hair to attempt to slick it back. As the blonde approached the entrance he pulled at the thin lapels of his blazer, adjusting the fabric around his shoulders. Next, his rough hands came up to the thin, deep blue tie around his neck, carefully loosening it just enough so it wasnt rubbing against his adams apple. An older gentleman stood at the glass doors, smiling and bowing his head as he opened the door for Finn to walk through. The younge blonde then made his way through the maze of chairs and sofas in the lobby to get to the other side where a pair of gorgeously carved oak doors stood. Before Finn could lay his hand on the smooth brass knob of the door, a pear shaped woman stopped him with a polite,
"Hello sir." she curtsied dantily, using her gloved thumb and forefinger to pick up swatches of the light coral gown that adorned her peachy skin. "Do you have an invitation for this evenings party?" she asked, a smile crossing her glossy lips. She held out her white gloved hand expectantly. Finn nodded quickly, shoving his hand into his right pocket, fishing out the small index card shaped invitation, the purples and blues on the card swirling under the black bold letters. He handed the woman the card, who nodded and reached for the knob, opening the door and wishing Finn a good evening. The blonde walked into the dim lit ballroom, the glossy marble floor reflecting the candles and other measly light sources giving the room an elegant glow. Finn shuffled his fingers through his hair again, scanning the room for any familiar faces. Dark wood tables where sat scattered around the makeshift dance floor, people sitting and eating, drinking, or enjoying the music in the plush dining chairs. Others where dancing, sweeping across the glossy floor in extravagent sweeps, multicolored ball gowns fluttering after. Business men stood in circles, flutes of champagne held tightly in their grip, talking about how they had lovely weekends with their wifes on their yatchs. Women in expensive and ravishing gowns that touched the floor sat at many of the tables, gossiping about each other or bragging about the amounts of money they make each year. Several young women walked through the crowds going almost unnoticed, each clad in a black cocktail dress, a single loose sleeve dangling to their forearm on the right side, their left busy holding a silver tray of assorted finger foods. A bar was set up to the left of the entrance, a long dark wood bar that stretched almost to half of the expansion of the room. Scattered around the bar were many plush bar stools, a few occupied by some business men who were already drunk off their asses. By the wall, a man about two heads taller than Finn sat, a pretty red head in a rather short grey cocktail dress sat beside him. The blonde approached the two, finding a comfortable seat beside the tall and muscular man.
"Can I get you anything sir? Wine? Champagne?" A balding bartened asked, leaning his weight on his hands that lay flat against the bars sufrace. Finn ran his fingers through his hair again, a bad habit he had picked up from a friend, and debated if he should get a drink or not. After contemplating for a bit, he nodded.
"Yeah, I'll have a scotch on the rocks." he ordered, pulling a a crisp ten from his wallet, sliding it across the bar.
"Yes sir, coming right up." The man said, greedily taking the money and tucking it into the breast pocket of his grey button up.
"Scotch, huh?" the man beside Finn muttered, a sleazy grin on his face. The dark complexed man leaned toward the blonde and away from his red headed companion. Finn glanced toward the woman, her red hair done up in curls, dark eyeshadow outlined her gleaming cat like green eyes, she had painted her lips a fierce red. The dress that she was wearing was sleeveless and what looked to be a corset. Her bossom was pushed up and her waist was curved uncomfortably. The skirt was just short enough to see the bottom of the red garter straps holding up the dark stockings. Just seeing the garment made Finn growl in the back of his throat, his mouth going a bit dry as a memory came to mind.
Finn stood in front of a dingy yellow door, his forehead pressed to the cool wood.
"Come here sexy." he purred, laying his hand on the knob of the door. On the other side, a seductive temptress clicked her tongue in playfull annoyance.
"Be patient." she scolded. Finn growled under his breath, pressing his forehead against the door a bit harder.
"Don't tell me what to do." he mumbled, backing up when he heard the click of the lock. The nasty door opened and out popped a beautifully, curvy blonde. She was clad in a sleeveless and tight fitting romper that hugged to her waist, breasts, and hips tightly. A thin ruby red belt snaked around her waist, and matching red Mary Jane heels gave her a boost in height. Finn shoved his left hand in his pocket, smiling at the gorgeous girl before him. He took a lock of curled blonde hair and twirled it between his fingers, staring into the deep angelic blue pools of his companion. His own blue orbs moved down to her candy apple lips, then lower to the cute jewelry around her neck.
"Nice bow tie." Finn teased, tugging at the white collar necklace that hung freely from around her slender neck, a cute little bow tie set in the middle of the flaps. The girl laughed softly, tilting Finn's head up to meet her eyes again.
"Thank you Finn, You don't look to bad yourself." she winked, showing off the well done smokey eye she had made. She tapped the boy softly on his nose, tracing his cheek bone back to his jaw line with her finger tips. The blonde shuddered under her touch, carefully placing his hands on her hips and drawing her closer. The shorter blonde tangled her hand into the slicked back blonde locks of her lover as he planted a kiss on her lips. He released her, pushing her gently against the pealing blue wall, accidently making the short shorts of her romper ride up enough to see the red garter straps that were holding up the nearly black stockings.
"sexy." he whispered after glancing down at the garment. Finn heard her let out a soft laugh before swallowing it, attacking her lips in a fierce yet passionate kiss. His hands moved from her hips to her ass, squeezing the delectable flesh in his palms. She gasped from the surprised contact, giving Finn just enough room to snake his tongue into her mouth. Her fingers twisted further into the blonde's hair, tugging the locks roughly earning a soft grunt from the man. Before the two could do much of anything a beep came from Finn's wrist. The shorter blonde pulled away, untangling her skinny fingers from her lover's hair and lightly pushing his white button down clad chest. They stood their for a moment, panting and out of breath at the unsuspecting kiss. The girl laughed softly, walking toward a mirror to adjust the white bunny ear headband along with her curly blonde hair and smudged red lips. She turned just in time to see Finn flatening his hair back in place, his blazer already wrapped snuggly around his shoulders. She grabbed her red clutch and walked toward the door, Finn following close behind.
"Show time." she tossed over her shoulder, opening the door and making her way down to her 1980 blue camaro, Finn right at her heels.
Finn shook his head softly, reminding himself about his reason of being here. Not to remember his past, but set his future.
"yeah scotch, why? Got a problem with it?" the blonde asked, tapping his fingers against the bar in annoyance. The man beside him shook his head, taking a gulp out of a dark glass bottle. His girl took a sip from the red wine in her glass, her fingers gripping the stem of the glass until her knuckles began to turn white. Her piercing green eyes glared daggers into Finn for stealing the attention away. She looked toward the bottle rack when the bartender came back, a stout glass in his hand.
"here you are sir." he said, placing the glass on the bar. Finn nodded in agknowledgment and took the glass in his hand, sipping at the refreshing and burning liquid.
"I just figured scotch would be a bit to strong for a little guy like you." the burrly man said, chugging the luke warm beer and side glancing the red head. She looked utterly pissed, tapping her glossy red nails against the bar impatiently. Finn chuckled, feeling slight anger boil in his blood.
"Are you calling me a wimp?" the blonde asked, taking another drink of the golden beverage. The man shrugged before downing the rest of his drink. Standing to his feet, he didn't wait for his company to finish her half full glass of wine. He took her by her arm and jerked her to her wobbly heel clad feet. The girl yelped, pulling her hand back to examine the broken and what looked like bleeding nail.
"Maybe I am." he replied, belching loudly and heading for the doors, the red head in tow.
"wait." Finn said, waiting until both drunkards were looking at him to tilt the glass back and drain its contents in one gulp. The blonde smiled at the familiar warmth that coated his throat. The man who had a death grip on his lady glared at Finn for showing him up so easily. And right in front of the girl he was trying to get to the motel across the street.
"what?" he spat angrily, clenching his empty hand.
"what's your name?" Finn asked nonchalantly, picking up an ice cube from the empty glass. He popped the frozen water into his mouth as he looked up, his blue orbs intense and filled with mischief. With just that look, all the women that had been glancing his way melted on the spot, making them hot and bothered. Even the red head shifted, rubbing her thighs together in dicomfort.
"Robert Shane, why?" he asked, watching the blonde closely as he tucked his hand into his blazer. In his hand looked to be a thin black wallet, but once the blonde had flipped over the black leather covering to reveale the shiny metal plate, "FINN ADVENTURE OFFICIAL BOUNTY HUNTER" was imbedded on the badge, along with the official seal printed in the middle.
" , you are under arrest for not showing up to any scheduled court sessions involving parking and speeding tickets. And the last time I looked in your records, I'm pretty sure you were still under house arrest after being caught stealing from the local mini mart." Finn pulled out a pair of metal cuffs from his left trouser pocket. When he stood from his seat to cuff the man, Finn noticed the red head was now standing alone. Her arms were crossed and she tapped her toe in anger, a scowl covering her face. The blonde let out a sigh and rolled his eyes looking toward the sound of a scream. In the middle of the scattered tables, Robert had knocked a tray of what looked like flute glasses out of one of the waitresses hands. The blonde navigated through the thick crowd that seemed to be frightened from the intoxicated man making a bee line for the stage where a small orchestra was playing. Finn had almost reached the panicking man once he had jumped on stage and ran behind the curtain. Robert flew out the back door and into the alley, searching for a quick escape. Finn burst out of the door seconds later, almost running into a flying fist. He ducked just in time and used his moment to punch the man in the stomach. robert doubled over, coughing violenlty while Finn pressed the man to the ground, placing his knee into the middle of his back. Finn cuffed him and dragged him through the ball room, a round of applause breaking through the crowd as they seen the blonde had caught the man. Before heading outside, the blonde fumbling a hand through his hair once more. He called the valet to pull his car around and shoved the bulky man into the backseat before taking off toward the police station.