"Thanks, I'm Hanna," she offered her hand to him. When he grasped it, the warmth of his hand was very enticing, and the way he drew his fingertips across the back of her hand made her shiver a little. He certainly knew how to make his intentions clear.
"Tony Gee," he replied and tugged her a little closer as he spoke in a lower voice. "Gee, for G-Spot."
Hanna laughed and winked again. "Good to know," she crooned and openly surveyed him from head to toe. Tony did not mind the inspection in the least, and returned it, his gaze slowly perusing Hanna's curves and slender waist. He found her to be very beautiful, on top of being talented. Throughout the rest of the night he continued to buy her drinks. Although he talked with other people he remained close to the stage. Whenever he had the chance he glanced up at Hanna, and she, feeling the heat of his eyes on her, would meet his gaze with a slow smile. It was as if they were getting to know each other through expressions rather than words, and as the night progressed Hanna could feel the arousal building within her. When she looked up to find him staring at her yet again, his brown eyes smoldering with desire, she was certain that she would not be going home alone. What a perfect ending to a perfect night, she thought to herself. Not only was she playing in one of the best clubs in Hollywood, her song had gone over well, and now she had this delicious treat to look forward to.
As soon as people began to straggle out of the club and the bartender announced the last round of the night, Hanna began to get her things ready to go. She turned around, fully expecting Tony to be waiting for her, but when the house lights came up, the only people that remained were the staff of the club. Hanna was disappointed as the man she had hired to help her load the equipment began gathering the larger pieces and heading to her jeep. She wondered if she had done something to offend him. A moment later she shook it off, and smiled instead at the manager of the club.
"Thank you for this opportunity," she said professionally as he handed her pay for the night.
"Thank you Hanna," he said and shook his head in amazement. "You are something else. I like your choice of music and the boys in here are like little puppies when you are up there. You can count on coming back, especially if you bring that new mix of “Breaking Down”. That was hot!"
Hanna's face flushed with pride and she brushed her dark hair back over her shoulders. Too bad she would miss out on Tony G-Spot but all in all the night had been fantastic. As she headed toward the front door, she heard a voice behind her. It was Tony.
"Are you leaving without me?" he asked in a breathy tone as he stepped up behind her. Hanna shivered at the effect his voice had on her entire body. It was deep and casual, with a strong but patient quality.
"Absolutely not," she replied and turned to face him. He had been waiting for her, and now that most of the staff was gone, he was not afraid to make his intentions even clearer.
"I hope not," he said as he moved closer to her and laid his hands lightly on her hips. "Or I would be very disappointed."
Hanna raised her eyebrow and smirked. "Well, we can't have that," she said sweetly.
"No, we certainly can't," he replied and in the next moment his lips were caressing hers, engaging her in a heavy kiss that left her heart racing. He was certainly a confident kisser, perhaps his nickname of G-spot was warranted.
"My place," she offered, completely ignoring the fact that poor Rachel would likely be sleeping.
"Sure," he agreed and kissed her once more as they walked out into the parking lot.
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Thank you so much for reading this short novella. I really hoped you enjoyed it. The Hills Party is just the first of a series of novellas featuring Hanna and
"Tony Gee," he replied and tugged her a little closer as he spoke in a lower voice. "Gee, for G-Spot."
Hanna laughed and winked again. "Good to know," she crooned and openly surveyed him from head to toe. Tony did not mind the inspection in the least, and returned it, his gaze slowly perusing Hanna's curves and slender waist. He found her to be very beautiful, on top of being talented. Throughout the rest of the night he continued to buy her drinks. Although he talked with other people he remained close to the stage. Whenever he had the chance he glanced up at Hanna, and she, feeling the heat of his eyes on her, would meet his gaze with a slow smile. It was as if they were getting to know each other through expressions rather than words, and as the night progressed Hanna could feel the arousal building within her. When she looked up to find him staring at her yet again, his brown eyes smoldering with desire, she was certain that she would not be going home alone. What a perfect ending to a perfect night, she thought to herself. Not only was she playing in one of the best clubs in Hollywood, her song had gone over well, and now she had this delicious treat to look forward to.
As soon as people began to straggle out of the club and the bartender announced the last round of the night, Hanna began to get her things ready to go. She turned around, fully expecting Tony to be waiting for her, but when the house lights came up, the only people that remained were the staff of the club. Hanna was disappointed as the man she had hired to help her load the equipment began gathering the larger pieces and heading to her jeep. She wondered if she had done something to offend him. A moment later she shook it off, and smiled instead at the manager of the club.
"Thank you for this opportunity," she said professionally as he handed her pay for the night.
"Thank you Hanna," he said and shook his head in amazement. "You are something else. I like your choice of music and the boys in here are like little puppies when you are up there. You can count on coming back, especially if you bring that new mix of “Breaking Down”. That was hot!"
Hanna's face flushed with pride and she brushed her dark hair back over her shoulders. Too bad she would miss out on Tony G-Spot but all in all the night had been fantastic. As she headed toward the front door, she heard a voice behind her. It was Tony.
"Are you leaving without me?" he asked in a breathy tone as he stepped up behind her. Hanna shivered at the effect his voice had on her entire body. It was deep and casual, with a strong but patient quality.
"Absolutely not," she replied and turned to face him. He had been waiting for her, and now that most of the staff was gone, he was not afraid to make his intentions even clearer.
"I hope not," he said as he moved closer to her and laid his hands lightly on her hips. "Or I would be very disappointed."
Hanna raised her eyebrow and smirked. "Well, we can't have that," she said sweetly.
"No, we certainly can't," he replied and in the next moment his lips were caressing hers, engaging her in a heavy kiss that left her heart racing. He was certainly a confident kisser, perhaps his nickname of G-spot was warranted.
"My place," she offered, completely ignoring the fact that poor Rachel would likely be sleeping.
"Sure," he agreed and kissed her once more as they walked out into the parking lot.
Continue reading now. Get book 2 on Amazon. Click here: http://amzn.to/X741Qi
From The Author
Thank you so much for reading this short novella. I really hoped you enjoyed it. The Hills Party is just the first of a series of novellas featuring Hanna and
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