Shane's Angel

# 6 club 1

Marianne.

They each had a beer while Marianne sat watching the girls flutter around her as they fussed with her hair and makeup. As expected Lisa sat on the bed scrolling through her phone keeping up a running commentary and showing them pictures of incredible half naked guys. When the girls finally announced her done Marianne was stunned. Her streaky blonde hair was pulled back into a high ponytail with tendrils free around her face in loose curls. The ponytail was curled and brushed into waves that cascaded over her shoulder and down her back. The makeup was amazing, with smoky lids and a perfect cat eye her pretty green eyes sparkled. The red lips, something she never willingly did, made her lips look full and pouty. Lisa bounced off the bed and came to stand next to the other girls. They all stood looking in the mirror for a moment admiring each other.

"Well, we all look fantastic!" Lisa exclaimed "Let's go break some hearts!"

The girls all giggled at that, then they rushed into the living room to grab their bags and IDs before piling into Emmys car.

The club was already open and bumping by the time they had driven into Sac. Marianne could feel the bass throbbing through her feet as soon as her shoes hit the black top of the parking lot. They strutted across the black top, thrilled to see the line wasn't very long. They settled into place in line and soon they were talking and flirting with a couple guys standing in line with them without dates.

Marianne laughed and joked with them a bit but then she lost interest as they seemed more into Beth and Emily.

The line had moved forward as they let two couples into the club. Marianne was watching people come and go from the club while dancing a bit to the music spilling out intoth night. Suddenly she felt another throb in her chest that had nothing to do with the infectious beat from the club. She pressed her hand over her heart as she started looking for the cause of the new vibration she could feel. While she was looking around she noticed other people were feeling it and looking around too.

Within seconds the vibration increased and she began to hear the engine she had been feeling. Marianne turned towards the road and saw an enormous black and crome Harley turn into the parking lot and cruise towards a parking spot not far from where they were waiting. As he pulled in she could tell he was huge, even still seated on the bike. She watched him knock out the kick stand and settle the bike before he took off his helmet and put it on the handle bars. With his helmet off she could see his raven black hair was caught in a low ponytail reaching just below his broad shoulders. He was wearing all black, the standard black leather motorcycle jacket, black jeans that hugged his trim waist and huge black boots.

Marianne got a fantastic view of his @ss as he swept his long leg over the bike and stood up. Her breath caught just looking at him standing at his full hight, he had to be at least six three or four. As he turned towards the line she could see ink from a tattoo snaking up his neck from under his T-shirt. She could feel her jaw drop when she saw his face. He had broad high cheek bones an amazing square chiseled jaw with just a hint of scruff and the most beautiful turquoise eyes framed by long black lashes. He would have been model beautiful if every line of his body didn't scream danger, even so she could feel her heart race and her panties dampen as he stalked closer to where she stood.

She watched him the whole time, she seemed unable to look away from him. It was like watching a lion walk past gazelles because he just wasn't hungry right now. He never looked at the people in line or said anything to anyone but the men in line edged away from him anyway. He simply stalked up to the bouncer in charge of the line, spoke a few quiet words and then disappeared inside. After he went inside it was as if she had been in a bubble that suddenly popped. The chatter and music came back full force making her realize she hadn't heard anything since he turned off the bike. She had been so focused on him she had shut everything else out. She was shocked at her reaction to him, she had never been turned on by a man she hadn't even spoken to before.

"WOW!" Lisa gasped beside her, lacing their arms together.

"They don't make men like that around here!"

"No, I wasn't even sure men like that actually existed!" Marianne sighed.

Ten minutes later they were finally let inside.They grabbed the only table available unfortunately it was on the other side of the dance floor any from the bar. Beth and Emmys new friends went to get drinks while the girls claimed the table. Marianne looked around, checking the dance floor, bar, tables and even in dark corners but didn't see HIM anywhere. She sighed a bit to herself, she wasn't sure if she was disappointed or not.

He was so intimidating she wasn't sure she wanted to actually speak to him but she definitely wanted to get another look at him. Marianne took one more look around when she still didn't see him she decided to let it go and enjoy the night out with her girls. She slammed the rest of her beer and grabbed Lisa's arm only stopping long enough to let her finish her beer too. Then she dragged her to an empty spot on the dance floor.

Two and a half hours later they were all four beers and several shots in and having a fantastic time. Marianne and the girls were all back on the floor dancing when she suddenly felt like she was being watched. She knew they were all pretty girls and all of them on the dance floor together always drew attention. But this felt different, more intense than just watching girls dancing.

She carefully spun around looking at everyone around them. She couldn't find whoever was looking at her so intently, she tried to ignore the feeling and go back to dancing. It was twenty minutes later that she decided she'd had enough. The feeling of being watched never stopped. It hadn't gotten any worse, like whoever it was had gotten closer but it was there like an itch between her shoulder blades that she couldn't reach. Once they returned to the table and she told the girls she felt uncomfortable they all decided to call it a night.

They quietly gathered up their stuff and slipped through the crowd filling out the doors into the cool night air. Marianne let out the breath she hadn't realized she had been holding as she sank into the car seat. Emmy turned on the car and pulled out of their spot. As she passed the front of the club the big biker stepped out the doors onto the curb. Marianne looked up as they passed him and their eyes locked. For a few seconds the world seemed to stop, his eyes widened and he started to step forward. Then time snapped back and Emmy was pulling out onto the road away from him, lost in the haze of red taillights on the road with them.