Shifter Romance: Pursued by Two Alpha Wolves (Paranormal Romance New Adult Shapeshifter Romance Threesome Short Stories Alpha) by Christy Torres Page A
Authors: Christy Torres
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help me out tomorrow. You’re done for the day. Thanks for everything, Ms. Walker.” Giselle breathed a sigh of relief. At least she wouldn’t have to be a part of that escapade tomorrow.
See you later, Mr. Riley,” Giselle said goodbye and he headed back to his office. In the next five minutes Giselle stacked the rest of the books in a corner, piled some scattered papers on the desk, and then pulled the last of the bulletin board borders off. Then she took a deep breath, bid her goodbyes to the classroom, and turned off the light. Then she closed the door and walked to the parking lot.
When she got in her car, Jasmine called on her cell. Giselle fished around in her bag and caught it before Jasmine hung up.
“Hey, Girl,” said Giselle.
“Hey. How are you? Done with school?” asked Jasmine.
“Yes. Thank God,” said Giselle. “I was actually in there helping my principal move textbooks for the last two hours,” said Giselle as she drove down the street and headed for the local coffee shop.
“You get paid extra for that?” Jasmine gave her a hard time.
“Nope,” said Giselle as she pulled into the first empty parking spot she could find at Aspen Café.
“Well, hey, I won’t keep you. I just wanted to tell you that I got my flight booked, and I’m all set for the week of the tenth,” said Jasmine, excitedly.
“Great!” Giselle couldn’t wait for the trip, and she was glad that her friend had found a reasonable flight out to Colorado.
“Anyway, that’s all I wanted to tell you. Call me when you get home,” said Jasmine and she hung up. Giselle sat in her car for a moment. Her mind wandered back to her run-in with Mrs. Thompson. She decided to pull out her lap top once she was settled in the café so that she could retrieve her phone number. She had a strange feeling about this, and wanted to get the conversation out of the way.
Giselle ordered a café latte with skim milk and sat down. Luckily, it was relatively empty inside since no students were cramming in homework or study sessions. She scrolled down her list and pulled up Mrs. Thompson’s phone number, then dialed her number and waited. “Hello?” Gisele asked. “It’s me,” she said.
“Hi, Ms. Walker. Thanks so much for getting back to me. Well, I’m sure you know that it isn’t great news I have, and I hope that my favor won’t be too much to ask of you,” she said. Giselle took a deep breath.
“Lay it on me, Mrs. Thompson,” Giselle said, playfully.
“Well, Richard’s father is in jail again. This boy don’t need that in his life anymore. You know? It’s hard enough as it is, with him losing his sister so recently, and me trying to make ends meet at this job,” she huffed. “But now I got to deal with his other sister who just found out that her house is being knocked down over in Germantown,” said Mrs. Thompson.
Giselle nodded her head, sipping her drink as she listened, fully absorbing all of the details. She could only imagine what the favor was going to be, yet she had a pretty good guess. “I’m really sorry to hear about that,” said Giselle, alarmed that someone’s house could just be demolished without further notice.
“Yeah, it’s one of those things, and her neighborhood has so many other problems, anyway, it just might be the best thing. So that bein’ said, Darlene, his sister, is moving in with us for the summer, and she’s coming with her five kids. Now don’t get me wrong, Ms. Walker. I love them kids, but she’s got two older boys- Richard’s cousins, you know? And they ain’t the best influence on him. He’s already been in a bunch of trouble for hangin’ with them last year,” Mrs. Thompson continued.
“Sounds like a lot to deal with,” said Giselle. She had no idea as to how much stress Mrs. Thompson was under, nor did she know how much pride it took for her to seek out
See you later, Mr. Riley,” Giselle said goodbye and he headed back to his office. In the next five minutes Giselle stacked the rest of the books in a corner, piled some scattered papers on the desk, and then pulled the last of the bulletin board borders off. Then she took a deep breath, bid her goodbyes to the classroom, and turned off the light. Then she closed the door and walked to the parking lot.
When she got in her car, Jasmine called on her cell. Giselle fished around in her bag and caught it before Jasmine hung up.
“Hey, Girl,” said Giselle.
“Hey. How are you? Done with school?” asked Jasmine.
“Yes. Thank God,” said Giselle. “I was actually in there helping my principal move textbooks for the last two hours,” said Giselle as she drove down the street and headed for the local coffee shop.
“You get paid extra for that?” Jasmine gave her a hard time.
“Nope,” said Giselle as she pulled into the first empty parking spot she could find at Aspen Café.
“Well, hey, I won’t keep you. I just wanted to tell you that I got my flight booked, and I’m all set for the week of the tenth,” said Jasmine, excitedly.
“Great!” Giselle couldn’t wait for the trip, and she was glad that her friend had found a reasonable flight out to Colorado.
“Anyway, that’s all I wanted to tell you. Call me when you get home,” said Jasmine and she hung up. Giselle sat in her car for a moment. Her mind wandered back to her run-in with Mrs. Thompson. She decided to pull out her lap top once she was settled in the café so that she could retrieve her phone number. She had a strange feeling about this, and wanted to get the conversation out of the way.
Giselle ordered a café latte with skim milk and sat down. Luckily, it was relatively empty inside since no students were cramming in homework or study sessions. She scrolled down her list and pulled up Mrs. Thompson’s phone number, then dialed her number and waited. “Hello?” Gisele asked. “It’s me,” she said.
“Hi, Ms. Walker. Thanks so much for getting back to me. Well, I’m sure you know that it isn’t great news I have, and I hope that my favor won’t be too much to ask of you,” she said. Giselle took a deep breath.
“Lay it on me, Mrs. Thompson,” Giselle said, playfully.
“Well, Richard’s father is in jail again. This boy don’t need that in his life anymore. You know? It’s hard enough as it is, with him losing his sister so recently, and me trying to make ends meet at this job,” she huffed. “But now I got to deal with his other sister who just found out that her house is being knocked down over in Germantown,” said Mrs. Thompson.
Giselle nodded her head, sipping her drink as she listened, fully absorbing all of the details. She could only imagine what the favor was going to be, yet she had a pretty good guess. “I’m really sorry to hear about that,” said Giselle, alarmed that someone’s house could just be demolished without further notice.
“Yeah, it’s one of those things, and her neighborhood has so many other problems, anyway, it just might be the best thing. So that bein’ said, Darlene, his sister, is moving in with us for the summer, and she’s coming with her five kids. Now don’t get me wrong, Ms. Walker. I love them kids, but she’s got two older boys- Richard’s cousins, you know? And they ain’t the best influence on him. He’s already been in a bunch of trouble for hangin’ with them last year,” Mrs. Thompson continued.
“Sounds like a lot to deal with,” said Giselle. She had no idea as to how much stress Mrs. Thompson was under, nor did she know how much pride it took for her to seek out
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