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her and happy she'd talked to Suzanne earlier. In the morning she would have had to pack and go. Now she could stay another week and see where next this wild adventure took her.
The End of Part One
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Bound to Rebel
Part One of a Series with Ashton Finn and Eartha Keane .
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Eartha didn't want to go. Really. But because it was Sam's party, she went. Sam was her oldest and dearest friends, yes, old enough and dear enough to get her to a party where there would only be air-heads and pot-smokers, and no-one remotely suitable to date.
Eartha was soon walking the few blocks to Sam's loft building. She pressed the intercom buzzer button. Typical of the place, no-one asked for details before letting her up. That wouldn't have happened if she was on the intercom.
The shiny, refurbished freight elevator came to a stop at floor five; the loft door was open. A cloud of marijuana smoke greeted her, wreathed across multiple faces and backs; there were clusters of people on the landing and around the door. The way to the roof also stood open. Another group, with beer bottles and joints, was silhouetted against the city's skyline, which glittered in the late-afternoon sun.
Eartha squeezed through the bodies at the entrance door and looked for Sam.
There: Eartha saw her by one of the huge loft windows, near a makeshift bar, created by laying a discarded metal fire door across two massive sawhorses.
The bar was loaded: bottles of alcoholic and non-alcoholic drinks; paper and plastic cups; paper plates with cheese cubes, crackers, cheese curls, tortilla chips and sundry containers of dip. Eartha wrinkled her nose. Quite a spread, if you liked eating junk.
Sam's flaming red frizz glowed in the abundance of light filtering through the glass. She was talking animatedly to the most handsome white man Eartha had ever seen. Eartha found herself, to her astonishment, instantly attracted to him as she approached.
An infectious grin, mop of golden curls and tall, muscular body drew her eyes. But the deep base voice she heard, as she got closer, vibrated her core, and she froze when he turned a disarming, piercing gaze on her.
She gaped at him.
Eyes like the sky. Inane, but it was the thought in her head as he smiled the smile of angels. His head was haloed in sunlight. She saw Sam follow his glance and leap toward her.
"Earthly Girl, you came!" she crowed, dragging Eartha by the arm right up to him.
Somewhere in Sam's gushing introduction she heard his name; the heavenly vision was called Finn. But surely Sam hadn't thought of him as a possibility for her.
Sam appeared to be smitten herself, and Eartha was nonplussed. Sam already had a boyfriend: Kostas. Wasn't Kostas here? Had they broken up?
Eartha didn't think much of Kostas. A quiet, dark-haired lug with a permanently unshaved chin, he usually ordered Sam around in growling monosyllables, while Sam's devotion to him seemed puppy-like. Eartha had nick-named him The Shadow: the permanently attached polar-opposite of her light and airy, joyful friend.
"Look Eartha, isn't it beautiful?" Sam tilted her head to show off her neck. Around it was a thin, close-fitting gold snake-link choker - a gift from Kostas, she was quick to explain.
Eartha admired it, the first piece of Sam's jewelry she'd liked - elegant and understated - she could imagine one like it around her own neck, glinting at her tailored shirt neckline.
Was Sam interested in Finn? She stood almost indecently close to the man. Her body language screamed attraction, if not lust. But after a few more breathless words, Sam gave
The End of Part One
More by Antonia Paul
If you loved this book, please go to Facebook and 'Like' my page.
On Facebook: AntoniaPaul
Antonia's author website : AntoniaPaul.com
And please leave me a comment. Which character do you want to see more of? Who can't you stand? And who would you take home? I look forward to hearing from you, so I can write more of the stories you want to read.
Bound to Rebel
Part One of a Series with Ashton Finn and Eartha Keane .
Read an excerpt:
Eartha didn't want to go. Really. But because it was Sam's party, she went. Sam was her oldest and dearest friends, yes, old enough and dear enough to get her to a party where there would only be air-heads and pot-smokers, and no-one remotely suitable to date.
Eartha was soon walking the few blocks to Sam's loft building. She pressed the intercom buzzer button. Typical of the place, no-one asked for details before letting her up. That wouldn't have happened if she was on the intercom.
The shiny, refurbished freight elevator came to a stop at floor five; the loft door was open. A cloud of marijuana smoke greeted her, wreathed across multiple faces and backs; there were clusters of people on the landing and around the door. The way to the roof also stood open. Another group, with beer bottles and joints, was silhouetted against the city's skyline, which glittered in the late-afternoon sun.
Eartha squeezed through the bodies at the entrance door and looked for Sam.
There: Eartha saw her by one of the huge loft windows, near a makeshift bar, created by laying a discarded metal fire door across two massive sawhorses.
The bar was loaded: bottles of alcoholic and non-alcoholic drinks; paper and plastic cups; paper plates with cheese cubes, crackers, cheese curls, tortilla chips and sundry containers of dip. Eartha wrinkled her nose. Quite a spread, if you liked eating junk.
Sam's flaming red frizz glowed in the abundance of light filtering through the glass. She was talking animatedly to the most handsome white man Eartha had ever seen. Eartha found herself, to her astonishment, instantly attracted to him as she approached.
An infectious grin, mop of golden curls and tall, muscular body drew her eyes. But the deep base voice she heard, as she got closer, vibrated her core, and she froze when he turned a disarming, piercing gaze on her.
She gaped at him.
Eyes like the sky. Inane, but it was the thought in her head as he smiled the smile of angels. His head was haloed in sunlight. She saw Sam follow his glance and leap toward her.
"Earthly Girl, you came!" she crowed, dragging Eartha by the arm right up to him.
Somewhere in Sam's gushing introduction she heard his name; the heavenly vision was called Finn. But surely Sam hadn't thought of him as a possibility for her.
Sam appeared to be smitten herself, and Eartha was nonplussed. Sam already had a boyfriend: Kostas. Wasn't Kostas here? Had they broken up?
Eartha didn't think much of Kostas. A quiet, dark-haired lug with a permanently unshaved chin, he usually ordered Sam around in growling monosyllables, while Sam's devotion to him seemed puppy-like. Eartha had nick-named him The Shadow: the permanently attached polar-opposite of her light and airy, joyful friend.
"Look Eartha, isn't it beautiful?" Sam tilted her head to show off her neck. Around it was a thin, close-fitting gold snake-link choker - a gift from Kostas, she was quick to explain.
Eartha admired it, the first piece of Sam's jewelry she'd liked - elegant and understated - she could imagine one like it around her own neck, glinting at her tailored shirt neckline.
Was Sam interested in Finn? She stood almost indecently close to the man. Her body language screamed attraction, if not lust. But after a few more breathless words, Sam gave
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