Romance: The Tiger's Hired Mate: BBW Tiger Shifter Romance Standalone (Spicy Shifters Book 2) by Ashley Hunter Page A
Authors: Ashley Hunter
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brought that on?”
“Remember that flyer that was pinned up in the library advertising personal gym sessions?”
“I remember. We joked about signing up.”
“Well, I actually signed up. I’m going to give it a go so my introductory session is tonight.”
“Really?” Mary Ellen sounded more surprised than Amanda expected. “I thought you were happy with your body.”
“I am. I just want some breath left after climbing the stairs now the elevator is out of action.” Amanda glanced down at her body, grimacing as she saw the rolls of fat sticking out between the yoga pants and the t-shirt. “But, seriously, I wouldn’t mind firming up a few parts of my body.”
“This is not a subconscious thing to lose weight because of Tommy, is it?”
Amanda rolled her eyes.
“Of course not. I’m not letting him dictate my life. But I’d like to do some exercise that isn’t me embarrassing myself in a group aerobics class.”
The last and only time she had attended one of those the looks she had received had almost had her running from the room. She was comfortable with what she had but the expressions from everyone else nearly made her second-guess her opinion of her body. She hadn’t been back since.
"Good for you, honey." Mary Ellen yawned again. "I'd better go. My wolf is itching for a quick run before work. Let me know how it goes."
"Will do."
"And let me know if the personal trainer is hot. I might book a few sessions if he is."
Amanda laughed. Mary Ellen loved her men and made her way through them like a woman went through shoes. She left a lot of men panting after her and Mary Ellen knew that.
"I'll bear that in mind. Have fun with your wolf."
"Plan to. Ciao, Bella ."
#
Whatever nerves Amanda had about the private session came to the forefront of her mind as she pulled into the parking lot. She slotted her car into a space and switched the engine off, noting that her hands were shaking. Then she just sat there.
Being a bigger woman than she should be, she had learned to be comfortable with what she had. She loved her curves and had accepted them a long time ago but sometimes she wondered what it would be like to be a slimmer.person. She could wear a bikini on the beach and go swimming. She could wear sexy little dresses that showed off her assets.
She could even bag a man who wasn't a total bastard. The men who were interested in her always seemed to want something from her or try to change her. The verbal beatings she had got from Tommy had been the final straw.
This wasn't to change the way her ex-boyfriends wanted her to change, she told herself. This was to make her fitter and give her some sense of self-worth. But every time she told herself that a little thing at the back of her mind started nagging that she was telling herself a lie.
She closed her eyes and growled at herself.
"Stop it." She muttered. "You're twenty-five years old. You're a grown up. Act like one."
With that in mind she climbed out the car, snatching up her gym bag from the passenger seat. Just as she was locking up the car two women walked by, obviously on the way to their cars from the gym. They were slim and toned, wearing barely anything bar a sports bra and yoga pants with running shoes. Neither of them seemed to be affected by the cold.
They looked good and from the way they walked they knew it. As they passed by one of them caught Amanda's eye. She cast a look over Amanda's curvy figure and her expression took on a look of distaste. She said something to her friend, who also looked over and giggled unkindly.
Amanda leant against her car and closed her eyes, willing the tears to stay back. She couldn't understand why. Before if she had come across those women and that had happened she would have laughed it off and made a rude gesture at them. But now she just wanted to run away and cry.
Tommy's betrayal and his subsequent behaviour had really done a number on her, more so than she realized.
A sob
“Remember that flyer that was pinned up in the library advertising personal gym sessions?”
“I remember. We joked about signing up.”
“Well, I actually signed up. I’m going to give it a go so my introductory session is tonight.”
“Really?” Mary Ellen sounded more surprised than Amanda expected. “I thought you were happy with your body.”
“I am. I just want some breath left after climbing the stairs now the elevator is out of action.” Amanda glanced down at her body, grimacing as she saw the rolls of fat sticking out between the yoga pants and the t-shirt. “But, seriously, I wouldn’t mind firming up a few parts of my body.”
“This is not a subconscious thing to lose weight because of Tommy, is it?”
Amanda rolled her eyes.
“Of course not. I’m not letting him dictate my life. But I’d like to do some exercise that isn’t me embarrassing myself in a group aerobics class.”
The last and only time she had attended one of those the looks she had received had almost had her running from the room. She was comfortable with what she had but the expressions from everyone else nearly made her second-guess her opinion of her body. She hadn’t been back since.
"Good for you, honey." Mary Ellen yawned again. "I'd better go. My wolf is itching for a quick run before work. Let me know how it goes."
"Will do."
"And let me know if the personal trainer is hot. I might book a few sessions if he is."
Amanda laughed. Mary Ellen loved her men and made her way through them like a woman went through shoes. She left a lot of men panting after her and Mary Ellen knew that.
"I'll bear that in mind. Have fun with your wolf."
"Plan to. Ciao, Bella ."
#
Whatever nerves Amanda had about the private session came to the forefront of her mind as she pulled into the parking lot. She slotted her car into a space and switched the engine off, noting that her hands were shaking. Then she just sat there.
Being a bigger woman than she should be, she had learned to be comfortable with what she had. She loved her curves and had accepted them a long time ago but sometimes she wondered what it would be like to be a slimmer.person. She could wear a bikini on the beach and go swimming. She could wear sexy little dresses that showed off her assets.
She could even bag a man who wasn't a total bastard. The men who were interested in her always seemed to want something from her or try to change her. The verbal beatings she had got from Tommy had been the final straw.
This wasn't to change the way her ex-boyfriends wanted her to change, she told herself. This was to make her fitter and give her some sense of self-worth. But every time she told herself that a little thing at the back of her mind started nagging that she was telling herself a lie.
She closed her eyes and growled at herself.
"Stop it." She muttered. "You're twenty-five years old. You're a grown up. Act like one."
With that in mind she climbed out the car, snatching up her gym bag from the passenger seat. Just as she was locking up the car two women walked by, obviously on the way to their cars from the gym. They were slim and toned, wearing barely anything bar a sports bra and yoga pants with running shoes. Neither of them seemed to be affected by the cold.
They looked good and from the way they walked they knew it. As they passed by one of them caught Amanda's eye. She cast a look over Amanda's curvy figure and her expression took on a look of distaste. She said something to her friend, who also looked over and giggled unkindly.
Amanda leant against her car and closed her eyes, willing the tears to stay back. She couldn't understand why. Before if she had come across those women and that had happened she would have laughed it off and made a rude gesture at them. But now she just wanted to run away and cry.
Tommy's betrayal and his subsequent behaviour had really done a number on her, more so than she realized.
A sob
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