Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33261 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33261 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Amy didn’t need to keep reminding her friend that this happened to her regularly. She loved Penelope, she really did. The first time it happened, many years ago, Amy wanted to hunt the bastards down. Only, it happened week after week after week, until she realized this was the life Penelope had chosen.
Her grandmother had warned her, in most situations, tourists were just passing through looking for a good time. It was the same for men and women. Some women were looking for a good time, and they didn’t have to be single either. There was a lot to be seen and discovered in a small tourist town like this one.
Taking a sip of her beer, she couldn’t help but wonder where Daniel was. It was rare for his bar to be open and him not to be manning it. Not that there was a problem with August. He was a good guy, you just needed to deal with his incessant flirting. She was used to it. She’d seen August turn the charm on many women, it was why she didn’t fall for it.
Amy looked around the bar and saw several groups playing at the pool tables. She worked her way around, catching the eye of a few of the men, and ignoring them. Whenever she came to the bar, she never wore a dress. Seeing the number of bar fights that broke out, she always wore boots and a pair of jeans. The tops always changed. She always went a bit daring with the tops, like the one she wore today. It molded to the curves of her tits, and she knew it made them look as big as they were.
Some men and women had told her she should try to hide her shape. Amy happened to like her own body. She was not a supermodel, but she worked with food for a living. She was happy with her curves and love handles, and she often wore clothes that helped to enhance her small waist, full hips, and of course, large chest. She also knew she had a big ass as well, which she didn’t mind.
Tipping the bottle against her lips, she was about to turn back to the bar, when a man approached. She didn’t recognize him at all, so instantly she was on alert.
“Well, hello there, what is a stunner like you doing in a bar like this?” he asked.
She had heard all kinds of pickup lines in her time. If she’d not heard them directly from the source, then Penelope was more than happy to share them with her. She couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
“Wow, is that as original as you can come up with?” she asked.
“I wanted to make an impression.”
“Dissing The Reaper wasn’t exactly a good impression. It’s a pretty good bar.”
The guy before her had gone bright red. Clearly, he’d never been called out on his cheesy pickup lines.
“E-exactly. That’s what I was trying to say. This is a pretty good place, and you’re even prettier. Uh, would you like to dance?” he asked.
He held his hand out, clearly expecting her to take it.
“Thanks for the compliment, but I think I’ll pass,” she said.
Again, he went a deeper shade of red, and he didn’t look too happy with being rejected.
Amy didn’t like the alarm bells going off around her. She came to unwind.
“Lovely to meet you,” she said. She spun back around and was a little taken aback to find Daniel was there. His gaze was focused on the man behind her. He didn’t say a word, but from the look on his face, it told her admirer to fuck off. She wasn’t going to complain.
“You’re like a ghost,” she said, trying to distract him.
Daniel finally looked at her.
“One minute you’re not around, the next you are,” she said, offering him a smile. She couldn’t help it, seeing Daniel made her happy.
“Was he bothering you?”
“I don’t think he is used to being rejected.” She shrugged. “Nah, he wasn’t bothering me.”
“I don’t like this crowd,” Daniel said.
“And yet you’re giving them beer. I don’t think you like any crowd, Daniel,” she said with a sigh.
He didn’t dispute that.
There was no way she was going to enjoy the music and dancing. She didn’t feel comfortable. Even finishing off her beer didn’t hold any appeal.
“I’m going to call it a night.”
“You haven’t had your dance,” Daniel said.
“It’s a little too crowded.” She put the bottle on the counter, along with some money. “See you around.”
And she really did want to see him around.
Amy made her way out of the bar, and the temptation to look back to see if Daniel was watching her was so strong. She fought it, blowing out a breath as she made it outside without turning to look at him.
She’d walked to the bar, and crossing her arms beneath her chest, she looked up and saw it was still light out, and still warm. The bar had air conditioning and was much fresher. She turned toward the path that would take her home.