She was dressed well. Ryan wondered briefly why she was in an alleyway. She had one hand against the brick façade and was trying to fix her heel with the other. Ryan heard whispered words and from their tone, he assumed they wouldn’t be broadcast on television.
He had always been the chivalrous type too. “Ma’am? Is there anything I can do?”
She looked up at him and smiled. The cloud moved away from the moon and bathed her face in ethereal light, lending a glow to her skin. She was beautiful.
“Thanks, this stupid heel keeps twisting and I think my toe is caught in this loop. I feel stupid, but yes, I could use a hand.”
Ryan grinned and stepped into the alley. Her smile never left her face as he approached her, she just kept tugging at her heel. Her leg twisted a bit and she swayed, her smile vanishing as concern for her balance etched itself across her features. Ryan sprinted in, still managing to keep his grocery bag upright, to catch her elbow and steady her.
At the mouth of the alley, a horn honked twice. Ryan turned slightly, but the lady’s leg shifted again and her weight shifted to his hand holding her elbow. She moved in against him and she felt her lips brush his. His eyes went wide and he pulled back, or at least he tried. Her other arm was now wrapped around his neck and she was moving against him, pulling his head to the side.
“What the Hell?” He muttered.
The lady laughed. “Exactly.”
She bit him. The crazy well-dressed lady in the alley bit him. She wasn’t leaving a hickey either, she was biting. Sharon was going to be so upset. God, it hurt too. His world started to spin, but he wouldn’t give in yet. He clutched the groceries tighter for some reason. Somewhere, far away, he thought he heard tires squealing.
The light dimmed, clouds must have been crossing the moon again. The pain eased a bit and the lady backed away to look at him. She had blood on her mouth.
“You’ll do fine, my love. Welcome to my world.”