The Wicked End

Her eyes were a vibrant hazel with a blue ring around each, they were amazingly attractive. She didn’t have on a lot of make-up Brian was just being a dick. I turned as I caught some movement behind the bar. The bartender was back with two beers one was a lighter color than the other obviously her light beer the other was a nice brown color. The bartender stared at me expecting me to pay. She waved a few bills in his face “over here” he smiled taking the money. He walked away counting it.
She smiled and took a drink of her beer. I stared at mine she still had her hand on my arm. I picked it up, her hand never left me. She must be extremely possessive. I put my glass down “what's you're name?” I asked she tossed her curly hair back and replied in a slight laughed “aurora but you can call me Rory” I nodded. I could hear her just fine over the music but she still tried to talk over it like she wanted to cover every sound in the room with her voice just for my attention. Sure I could probably just read her mind but the chase is the best part.
She stared at me “so do I just call you hansom the rest of the night?” night? I asked my self, she didn’t know my name and was already jumping in my bed. I nodded “if you’d like. Matt” she grinned “I love it” I blinked she threw love in there now I know she's cliche.
“so you're here with friends?” I asked she nodded “yeah like three of them” I nodded as she pointed to a blond “that's Rose” I nodded wow this was almost too easy. She pointed at a guy “that's Chris he's awesome” I nodded making sure to remember them “oh and that's Steve with the blond girl” I turned and stared he was a bit bigger and had an almost menacing look. Nothing I couldn’t handle.
She finished her beer and stared at me “well hansom would you like another?” I looked at my beer I still had about a forth left so I shook my head “no thank you” she shrugged and watched me intently as if she wanted to figure me out. I loved when people do this. I took a drink.
The bartender walked over with a shot of tequila I could smell it he set it in front of her “this is from the guy in a red hat directly behind me” I looked up and saw a normal looking kid smiling at Rory. I turned to Rory she smiled “tell him I said thank you please” then she drank it standing up.
she pulled on my hand “come on hansom I want to dance” I got up taking a glance at the guy who just bought her a drink he stared in disbelief. I laughed following Rory to the dance floor. She picked a spot she liked I stood and watched her she laughed “come on” I smiled as she slid her hands from my neck down my chest. She danced around me I felt a heavy stare. When I looked around I saw Brian staring. I winked and decided to check for a cell phone or any means of communication she might have. She was going home with me.

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