Good morning, readers! Today author Davee Jones is stopping by to share an excerpt from her latest release, On Ellicott Street. I’m definitely intrigued by this book for its a younger man/older female story. Check out the blurb and excerpt below.
Eli noticed Cassie as soon as he entered the bar. She sat at the end of the bar almost a
straight shot from the view of the entrance. His mouth went dry, and he recounted the events of
the afternoon. Did he tell her he would be there that night? Oh, man, you are full of yourself, he
silently chastised. She did not come here for you! Get over it! Eli remembered their
conversations remained strictly professional and never veered toward a piano bar, or anything
similar, not even once.
As his friends headed toward a table on the opposite side of the room from Cassie, Eli
wondered if he should approach her. Social situations left him fumbling and he knew little of the
rules of etiquette, especially in a situation like this. Eli figured she was probably there with
someone, and he should just leave her alone. Chances were she was not looking for him in the
first place and probably would not even notice him through the crowd of people. At that moment,
the bar lights dimmed to indicate the real party was beginning. People seemed less hesitant to
lose inhibitions with the lights dimmed just a touch. It was a great marketing tool; the owner
seemed to sell more beer that way as well.
Eli continued to the table his friends staked out and gave himself a seat facing Cassie. She
continued to intrigue him and he thought a short study of her would not be intrusive. He planned
to watch her movements and reactions, but it also helped she was absolutely stunning that night.
No other woman in the place held anything on Cassie. No matter the crowd was, on average, ten
years younger. Cassie carried herself with the essence of youth, tempered with the wisdom of her
experiences and Eli wondered if she realized that.
Eli ordered a Guinness beer and joined in the next sing-along. His friends’ voices, loud and
raucous, almost drowned out everyone around them. This night, Eli enjoyed their outlandish
immaturity, and planned to stay a little longer than he originally thought.
He watched Cassie’s mouth from across the room as she sang along laughingly with the rest
of the audience. The piano player exhibited an exceptional unruly mood for the night, and it fired
up the energetic crowd. As he launched into a series of Irish drinking songs, everyone yelled
each word. Eli enjoyed that Cassie did not know all the words, and giggled when she had no idea
what the next line was. The bouncing ball from the days of children’s TV sing-alongs held
nothing on the captivation of her lips. He felt the familiar warmth spreading through his midsection again. He wondered what she tasted like. He also wondered if she even saw him there.