Romance: The Tiger's Hired Mate: BBW Tiger Shifter Romance Standalone (Spicy Shifters Book 2) by Ashley Hunter
Authors: Ashley Hunter
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started ringing again. She groaned and turned away.
"You can wait. I'm having a shower."
She had an hour before she had to go back out again and she wasn't going to waste it having an argument with her least favourite person. Slipping off her jacket, she draped it over the side of the couch before going to the bedroom, unbuttoning her blouse. She stripped quickly and then moved into the bathroom, turning the shower on.
She could still hear her phone trilling in the lounge but through the doors it was somewhat muted. So Amanda concentrated on her hot shower, shampooing her hair twice before shaving her legs and underarms. With what she was planning to do she didn't want anything embarrassing like hairy legs and armpits. It wasn't attractive.
It was nearly twenty minutes later when she got out the shower. The phone was still going. Amanda purposefully ignored it as she went through her ritual of drying her long black hair and plaiting it into a single braid so it fell down her back.
Then she got dressed in a fitting white t-shirt and black yoga pants, shoving little white socks on her feet. The clothes were brand new and Amanda had to admit they looked good on her as she stood in front of the mirror, seeing how they followed the line of her overly large curves nicely. She wasn't considered svelte, but she could do a good imitation.
With her brand new running shoes she would look like she actually knew what she was doing.
The phone was still ringing as loud as ever as she came out the bedroom and moved through to the kitchen. She retrieved a yoghurt and an apple from the fridge, which she munched on while she pottered about the house, checking her emails on her computer and setting her Sky box to record her favourite show. All the while she tried to ignore the phone but it just kept going. It would ring incessantly until it went to voicemail and then it would immediately start up again.
After she had put away her rubbish Amanda decided that was enough. She stormed across the room and snatched up the receiver, not bothering to check the number.
"Look, Tommy, I told you last night and I'm telling you now. Stop calling me!"
“Did I interrupt something?”
Amanda’s mind clicked with the sultry alto tones.
“Mary Ellen!” Relief flooding through her, she sagged onto the couch. “Sorry about that. I should’ve checked the number before I yelled your ear off.”
Mary Ellen chuckled.
“I’d like to say I’ve got another one but you just yelled that one off as well.” She sobered up. “Is Tommy causing issues again?”
Amanda flopped her head back on the cushions, closing her eyes with a frustrated sigh.
“You could say that. He called me last night but he didn’t get very far before I told him to leave me along and hung up on him. In the last twenty-four hours I’ve had about twenty missed calls from him. And that’s just on my cell.”
Mary Ellen whistled.
“Wow. What does he want?”
“I don’t know and I don’t care. He wasted two years of my life. He’s not wasting any more of my time.”
“Good for you, honey.” Mary Ellen sighed. Amanda could see her best friend in her warm, cosy little kitchen in her cottage, sitting on the floor with her back against the Aga as she did on a cold day. “You should have let me take his head off.”
Amanda grinned. Mary Ellen’s DNA ensured that she was stronger than the average man, never mind the average woman. She could easily decapitate someone and not even break a sweat.
“Nice thought but no. I’m not very good at lying if the body was found.”
“Who said you’d need to lie?” Mary Ellen teased. She yawned. As a nurse currently on night shifts she usually woke shortly before Amanda got home from work. “What are you up to tonight? Anything exciting?”
“I’m off to the gym.” Amanda had to laugh at the stunned silence that followed. “Come on, Mary Ellen, it’s not exactly headline news.”
“No, but it’s close enough. What
"You can wait. I'm having a shower."
She had an hour before she had to go back out again and she wasn't going to waste it having an argument with her least favourite person. Slipping off her jacket, she draped it over the side of the couch before going to the bedroom, unbuttoning her blouse. She stripped quickly and then moved into the bathroom, turning the shower on.
She could still hear her phone trilling in the lounge but through the doors it was somewhat muted. So Amanda concentrated on her hot shower, shampooing her hair twice before shaving her legs and underarms. With what she was planning to do she didn't want anything embarrassing like hairy legs and armpits. It wasn't attractive.
It was nearly twenty minutes later when she got out the shower. The phone was still going. Amanda purposefully ignored it as she went through her ritual of drying her long black hair and plaiting it into a single braid so it fell down her back.
Then she got dressed in a fitting white t-shirt and black yoga pants, shoving little white socks on her feet. The clothes were brand new and Amanda had to admit they looked good on her as she stood in front of the mirror, seeing how they followed the line of her overly large curves nicely. She wasn't considered svelte, but she could do a good imitation.
With her brand new running shoes she would look like she actually knew what she was doing.
The phone was still ringing as loud as ever as she came out the bedroom and moved through to the kitchen. She retrieved a yoghurt and an apple from the fridge, which she munched on while she pottered about the house, checking her emails on her computer and setting her Sky box to record her favourite show. All the while she tried to ignore the phone but it just kept going. It would ring incessantly until it went to voicemail and then it would immediately start up again.
After she had put away her rubbish Amanda decided that was enough. She stormed across the room and snatched up the receiver, not bothering to check the number.
"Look, Tommy, I told you last night and I'm telling you now. Stop calling me!"
“Did I interrupt something?”
Amanda’s mind clicked with the sultry alto tones.
“Mary Ellen!” Relief flooding through her, she sagged onto the couch. “Sorry about that. I should’ve checked the number before I yelled your ear off.”
Mary Ellen chuckled.
“I’d like to say I’ve got another one but you just yelled that one off as well.” She sobered up. “Is Tommy causing issues again?”
Amanda flopped her head back on the cushions, closing her eyes with a frustrated sigh.
“You could say that. He called me last night but he didn’t get very far before I told him to leave me along and hung up on him. In the last twenty-four hours I’ve had about twenty missed calls from him. And that’s just on my cell.”
Mary Ellen whistled.
“Wow. What does he want?”
“I don’t know and I don’t care. He wasted two years of my life. He’s not wasting any more of my time.”
“Good for you, honey.” Mary Ellen sighed. Amanda could see her best friend in her warm, cosy little kitchen in her cottage, sitting on the floor with her back against the Aga as she did on a cold day. “You should have let me take his head off.”
Amanda grinned. Mary Ellen’s DNA ensured that she was stronger than the average man, never mind the average woman. She could easily decapitate someone and not even break a sweat.
“Nice thought but no. I’m not very good at lying if the body was found.”
“Who said you’d need to lie?” Mary Ellen teased. She yawned. As a nurse currently on night shifts she usually woke shortly before Amanda got home from work. “What are you up to tonight? Anything exciting?”
“I’m off to the gym.” Amanda had to laugh at the stunned silence that followed. “Come on, Mary Ellen, it’s not exactly headline news.”
“No, but it’s close enough. What
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