This was an alternate start to chapter 3 for my book 'Love and Murder'
As the bar contiued to fill with music and people, Sebastian hastily made his way towards the backstage area next to the stairs, he watched as people drank to the music never noticing him, just as he reached the door he was quickly pulled upwards and dragged into a dance, the light above him was blinding making him unable to properly see the figure that had forced him into a dance, the music was loud and because of the alcohol he drank it made him feel worse, feeling like he could be sick at any moment he was quickly spun around, from this little awkward manouver he was able to figure out that the other person was smaller than him.
His thoughts were quickly thrown out of his head as he fell backwards only to be caught in an awkward ending of dance dip, he felt like he had been hit by a train but atleast now he could see who had dragged him up, the person was male, had long white hair that fell perfectly around his face as he looked down at Sebastian, his eyes were a shade of Ruby red and his face was pale, if Sebastian hadn't known better be might of mistaken this man for a banshee of sorts. His eyes flickered towards the audience, the curtains were now closed and the backup dancers had departed from the stage allowing the two men a somewhat comfortable silent privacy, although Sebastian's back was hurting from being bent for so long the other man seemed to be just fine and infact was now holding Sebastian tighter than before, "You should be a bit more... careful " his voice was low and seductive.
(Btw Sameul, white haired banshee of a man, has 'that' low french accented voice that makes people weak at the knees)
(Oh and Sebastian is just some confused french-british bitch who wants to do his job of solving murders but has Sameul either nagging him for lunch dates or is continuously stuck thinking about Sameul)
