Hi and welcome to this week's taster. Each week a group of authors, including myself, will share with you a sample from one of our stories. last week I was sharing an excerpt from 'Between The Pages' a story from my anthology 'Fevered Kisses'. I'm continuing from where I left off, enjoy!:
Thankfully it wasn’t raining but as I looked towards the entrance my heart lurched at the queues for tickets. Standing on the steps to the entrance, set a little apart from the other people, was a tall, seriously handsome man in a casual white short sleeved shirt and black trousers. I knew it was him. There was something very professional yet relaxed about the way he stood. He was clearly waiting for someone, me. I stared at him, scanning him up and down from a comfortable distance. Finally I approached and my scalp tingled as my heart beat a little faster at the sight of him. I panicked, he was so good looking, I suppose you would have to be in his line of work, but even so. I froze just a few feet away, I couldn’t do this. I was about to turn and walk quickly away when he noticed me. I stood rooted to the spot as he walked towards me flashing a smile of perfect teeth.
“Hi,” he said reaching for my hand, “I’m Steven, are you Alice?”
Yes, I know it’s not my real name but I wasn’t going to take any chances.
I nodded meekly.
“Do you want to go into the cinema or did you have something else in mind?” he asked gesturing towards the small crowd of people.
I stood silently for a moment, the reality of what I was doing faded away as I looked into his face. The dark intensity of his brown eyes bore through me. His sleek black hair and the hint of playfulness playing around his full lips pulled at my core. I wanted him, I wanted this. Now if I could only get my mouth to open…
“The cinema would be great.” I managed.
We chose a queue and joined it. The street was alive with taxis and buses, it was almost rush hour and the local offices would soon be closing. Not that it made any difference, London was buzzing all day every day. I was beginning to think I should have suggested somewhere quieter or paid for Steven to travel to me when we reached the booth. I chose the least popular film from the many on offer, a romantic comedy on its way down the charts and of little appeal at 4.30pm. We made our way inside past the queues for popcorn and drinks. Steven led me to the very back to sit on a row that was completely deserted. Of course he did, this was not his first time. I waited anxiously for other movie goers to take their seats and was relieved to find no-one sat in the few rows in front of us. In contrast to the throng of people outside our small, dark theatre was sparse.
I fidgeted in my seat as I glanced nervously around. When I looked across to Steven he was smiling.
“Do you want me to take control?” he whispered clearly sensing my acute apprehension.
Thank you for stopping by, to read the other contributions today please click on the links below:
Angelica Dawson: angelicadawson.blogspot.com
Linda Hamonou: http://crazypuce.blogspot.com/2015/10/thursday-taster-65-parallel-slip.html
Naomi Shaw: http://eroticfantasies.weebly.com/blog
Jessica stevens: http://jp-stevens.blogspot.co.uk
Muffy Wilson: http://muffywilson.blogspot.com