Snippet Saturday ~ Kung Fu Fighting
Welcome to another Snippet Saturday, where today’s theme is Kung Fu Fighting (which basically means a fight scene!) Check out my excerpt and then hop on over to the other blogs listed below.
When lingerie heiress Brandy Summer gets cold feet and runs out on her Vegas wedding, she has nowhere to turn—so she hijacks a hunky biker waiting for a red light and begs him for help. What she doesn’t know is that her instincts are right: the groom has a hidden agenda. He needs her money to pay off his gambling debts and she’s his ticket to the good life.
Marco Vargas isn’t sure what he’s getting himself into when he rescues Brandy, but figures he’ll do the chivalrous thing. He offers her a job in his bar and the chance to sort out her feelings. But it seems that keeping Brandy hidden is easier than keeping his hands off her—and what will happen when Brandy discovers that Marco has secrets of his own?
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EXCERPT
Brandy pushed through the double doors and sent them slamming into the wall.
“What the hell? What’s going on?” Sebastian yelled.
“Where did Marco go?” She hurried over to him. “You need to stop him.”
“Stop him from what?”
Brandy turned away, scouring the crowd in search of Marco. “From beating up Elena’s punk ass boyfriend.”
“Oh for fuck’s sake.” Sebastian threw down the bar towel and moved out from behind the bar. “You can’t be serious.”
Brandy snorted and followed him, weaving through the throng of people. She spotted Marco moving toward the far wall.
“There he is! Grab him, Sebastian.”
Sebastian lunged forward but was too late. Marco grabbed onto the shoulder of a guy at least half a foot taller than him, spun him around and sent his fist flying into the man’s face.
The crowd scattered, startled cries and cheers mixing.
“What are you doing?” Elena shrieked, pushing past them all to grab her brother’s arm.
“Stay out of this, Elena.” Marco shook his fist and winced.
Brandy folded her arms across her chest and groaned. Five seconds earlier and she could have stopped this. And now Marco would be lucky if he hadn’t broken his hand on the other man’s jaw.
Customers crowded around them, talking excitedly.
“Why did you hit him?” Elena placed herself between the man and her brother and glared.
“Because of what he did to you—”
“You hit Tony. The bass player.”
“So?”
She placed her hands on her hips and glared. “So I was dating the drummer, you idiot. Que pendejo.”
“What? I thought—” A massive fist connected with Marco’s head, sending it snapping to the left.
The room lit up from the flash of a camera as Marco stumbled backward.
Someone yelled, “Look out, he’s going down!”
Brandy lurched forward to catch him as Marco staggered toward to the side. The left side of his face was already starting to swell.
The bass player shook his head and walked away with a scowl.
“You,” Sebastian snapped at a man standing back a bit looking on in dismay. “You’re the drummer, right? You’d better get your sorry arse out of here while you still can.”
He paled, and his skinny body shook. “But they haven’t announced—”
Marco lunged forward again and Brandy screamed, holding onto his arm for all she was worth.
“Yeah, hit him too!” Someone else in the crowd yelled. “He looks like an asshole.”
“Okay, okay. I’m outta here.” Bill stepped away and scowled at Elena. “Nice little drama you started, bitch.”
Oh, lord. Brandy braced herself and tried to keep Marco from nailing the other guy.
But from the corner of her eyes she saw someone else’s fist go flying. She turned just in time to see Sebastian knock the drummer on his ass.
“Let me go, Brandy.” Marco pulled away, stepped over the downed man and walked through the crowd and then to the back office again.
“What? What the hell just happened?” Valerie rushed over.
Elena sighed. “Fight between my brother and a few members of my band.”
“No way. I run to the bathroom for a few minutes and miss all the fun? I have the worst damn luck.”
Time to get this under control. Enough. Turning to Elena, she asked, “Can you get rid of the reporter?”
Elena nodded and turned around to face the reporter. “My pleasure. All right. Time to go, boys.”
Once they were leaving, she turned to Sebastian. “And not that I don’t appreciate you hitting him for me, but can you please escort Bill out of the bar?”
“Will do, kid.” Sebastian stepped forward and grabbed the younger man by the arm pulling him up. “Let’s go, you little punk ass.”
Brandy turned away from the drama of watching him escort the drummer out the door. She nodded and switched into teacher mode. Time to get things back to normal. Or as close to normal as it could after a bar fight.
“The show’s over, people. We’ll announce the winner of Dante’s Band Battle shortly.”
The crowd, half-drunk and all riled up from the fight, slowly dissipated.
“Good lord, what a mess,” Brandy muttered and shook her head.
There’d been a fight once during a choir class, but at least there she’d been able to send the boys to the principal’s office.
She stared toward the back of the bar where Marco had disappeared. Should she be mad at him for going after Bill, or proud of him? Maybe just a little of both.
Rubbing the back of her neck, she sighed and set off to make the rounds through the bar.
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