Stalked By The Alpha (BBW Werewolf Pregnancy Romance) by Krista Bella
Authors: Krista Bella
Ads: Link
Chapter 1
"Your total comes up to forty-nine dollars and fifty cents," twenty-two year old Sabrina Warren said to the customer, a snobbish woman whom she wanted to smack across the face.
Sabrina was doing her usual—working her nine-to-five at Sherri's, a plus-sized clothing store in a strip mall in the town of Alpine, Utah. Alpine was a new, flourishing town that was currently under construction in the middle of nowhere land. The stores, the houses, the cars, the grass, the roads, the schools, hell, even the sky looked new.
Of course , being a clerk for a plus-sized clothing store was not what Sabrina had envisioned when she agreed to move to Alpine, but she was happy to take what had been available to her.
Sabrina had moved in with her parents, and younger sister Sarah, because she wanted to save up a little money before going to college. She had no desire to fall into debt. The only bad thing about her situation was that she was not sure if she liked Alpine. Her parents had assured her it would be a nice place before they had moved, but Sabrina had not been impressed after she arrived.
The snobby older woman handed her a crisp fifty-dollar bill, newly minted. With several pounds of expensive make up caking her face, she looked like she was the wife of a rich executive n with her black Versace dress and Gucci sunglasses. Her brown hair was neatly coiffed and recently touched up with blonde highlights.
I bet you she thinks she's the shit and looks down her nose at people , thought Sabrina, quickly reading the woman
Her teen daughter, whom she was buying the clothes for, was dressed similarly, except her dress was yellow and about five sizes larger. The teen had on gigantic hoop earrings and was chewing bubblegum in an annoying fashion as she texted away furiously on her cell phone.
"I'll be glad when this city gets some clothing stores for big girls that are not Goodwill in disguise," the woman complained to her daughter, who ignored her as she tapped away on her phone. "The selection here is absolutely dreadful."
If the woman thought the mainstream, high-end stores would care one bit about opening a clothing store for big girls, she had another thing coming. Most corporations did not care about catering to big women even though big women were the part of a thriving niche market.
Sabrina began to give the woman her change, but stopped when the woman let out a hissing noise and looked at her as if she was road kill.
"I don't deal with any change less than ten dollars and especially not coins." The woman turned her nose up at the change in Sabrina's hand.
Is this woman for real? Sabrina wondered.
No one who was rich really acted like this, did they? Sabrina would think it was just a stereotype made popular by the movies just like people thought that all big girls stuffed their face all the time.
More money for me , Sabrina thought as she shrugged and put the money to the side. Her college fund was going to receive a fifty cent donation.
Sabrina began carefully bagging the girl's clothes, a big flowery dress that did not look bad at all. She did not know what the woman's problem was with the Goodwill comment. All the clothes in Sherri's were classy and complimented a curvy girl's size.
" Hannah, would you stop smelling that cheap perfume please? You're going to have our car reeking to high heaven!" The woman motioned at her chubby daughter, who had been drawn away from her texting by the many fragrances lining the counter top.
Sabrina could feel her face turning red with anger. She wore that 'cheap perfume' that lady was talking about. In fact, she was wearing one of those fragrances right now.
Uppity old hag, thought Sabrina.
"But mom this smells really good," Hannah protested sniffing at a bottle called Black Rose, the same perfume Sabrina had on.
"Put it down now little girl," Hannah's mother snarled. "I'll not have you running around smelling like a two dollar prostitute that has no
"Your total comes up to forty-nine dollars and fifty cents," twenty-two year old Sabrina Warren said to the customer, a snobbish woman whom she wanted to smack across the face.
Sabrina was doing her usual—working her nine-to-five at Sherri's, a plus-sized clothing store in a strip mall in the town of Alpine, Utah. Alpine was a new, flourishing town that was currently under construction in the middle of nowhere land. The stores, the houses, the cars, the grass, the roads, the schools, hell, even the sky looked new.
Of course , being a clerk for a plus-sized clothing store was not what Sabrina had envisioned when she agreed to move to Alpine, but she was happy to take what had been available to her.
Sabrina had moved in with her parents, and younger sister Sarah, because she wanted to save up a little money before going to college. She had no desire to fall into debt. The only bad thing about her situation was that she was not sure if she liked Alpine. Her parents had assured her it would be a nice place before they had moved, but Sabrina had not been impressed after she arrived.
The snobby older woman handed her a crisp fifty-dollar bill, newly minted. With several pounds of expensive make up caking her face, she looked like she was the wife of a rich executive n with her black Versace dress and Gucci sunglasses. Her brown hair was neatly coiffed and recently touched up with blonde highlights.
I bet you she thinks she's the shit and looks down her nose at people , thought Sabrina, quickly reading the woman
Her teen daughter, whom she was buying the clothes for, was dressed similarly, except her dress was yellow and about five sizes larger. The teen had on gigantic hoop earrings and was chewing bubblegum in an annoying fashion as she texted away furiously on her cell phone.
"I'll be glad when this city gets some clothing stores for big girls that are not Goodwill in disguise," the woman complained to her daughter, who ignored her as she tapped away on her phone. "The selection here is absolutely dreadful."
If the woman thought the mainstream, high-end stores would care one bit about opening a clothing store for big girls, she had another thing coming. Most corporations did not care about catering to big women even though big women were the part of a thriving niche market.
Sabrina began to give the woman her change, but stopped when the woman let out a hissing noise and looked at her as if she was road kill.
"I don't deal with any change less than ten dollars and especially not coins." The woman turned her nose up at the change in Sabrina's hand.
Is this woman for real? Sabrina wondered.
No one who was rich really acted like this, did they? Sabrina would think it was just a stereotype made popular by the movies just like people thought that all big girls stuffed their face all the time.
More money for me , Sabrina thought as she shrugged and put the money to the side. Her college fund was going to receive a fifty cent donation.
Sabrina began carefully bagging the girl's clothes, a big flowery dress that did not look bad at all. She did not know what the woman's problem was with the Goodwill comment. All the clothes in Sherri's were classy and complimented a curvy girl's size.
" Hannah, would you stop smelling that cheap perfume please? You're going to have our car reeking to high heaven!" The woman motioned at her chubby daughter, who had been drawn away from her texting by the many fragrances lining the counter top.
Sabrina could feel her face turning red with anger. She wore that 'cheap perfume' that lady was talking about. In fact, she was wearing one of those fragrances right now.
Uppity old hag, thought Sabrina.
"But mom this smells really good," Hannah protested sniffing at a bottle called Black Rose, the same perfume Sabrina had on.
"Put it down now little girl," Hannah's mother snarled. "I'll not have you running around smelling like a two dollar prostitute that has no
Similar Books
