Free Hush by Amarinda Jones Page B

Sea Shanty Inn contemplating that and ran straight into another woman. “Sorry.”
    The other woman smiled. “That’s okay.”
    Eliza righted herself and looked at her. Whoa . She was everything Eliza wasn’t. She was petite with long black hair down to her ass. Her breasts thrust magnificently out from a tight, cream colored halter-neck top that showed off the tanned flesh of her skin, warm and inviting. And her shorts? They were teeny weeny blue denim that barely covered her butt. Talk about worlds colliding .
    “Um well, again sorry.” Yep, I’m so sorry compared to you. But I will change that–though I doubt I can get my fat ass into shorts like that…maybe one leg. And my boobs? In a halter top?
    The drag alone would hold me back.
    The woman smiled and passed by, a waft of sweet scent catching Eliza’s nose. “Damn, I want to be like that.”
    “Pardon?”
    “Nothing–have a nice day.”
    “You too.”
    Eliza watched her go then turned to the serving counter.
    “She’s a stunner,” the man waiting beside the cash register said.
    “Yes.” Eliza knew the same terminology could not be applied to her. Such is life. “I need the directions to The Busty Gladys Hotel please.”
    He looked surprised. “You’re staying there?”

    “Yeah.” What of it?
    “You don’t seem the type.”
    “There’s a type?” How neat and tidy for his little world to have people placed into labeled boxes.
    “Well, it’s a little raunchy and crazy there. You may want to think about staying at the Holiday Inn down the road.”
    “How do you know I’m not raunchy?” Or at least planning to be?
    “I don’t. You an Aussie, ain’t ya?”
    “Yeah.”
    “I’ve met a few of them and they can always hold their own.”
    “Damn straight.” Bring on crazy and raunchy I say . “Now, where is the Busty Gladys?” It annoyed her that the man had made a judgment on how she looked. I want to be wild and out of control. I want dick.

Chapter Two
    Tobias Renfrew’s eyes locked on the buxom woman dressed in black. He was just getting over the hangover from hell and for hours just keeping his eyes open was extremely painful, but when she walked in, his attention was caught.
    “Who is that?” Tobias loved all women no matter the shape or size and while many made him glance few made him wonder. She’s all tits and ass. I love it. I want it.
    “Looks like a stuck-up broad,” murmured one of his drinking companions from the previous night.
    “Yeah who dresses in black at the beach?” another added.
    Tobias grinned. Resort City was hardly the beach. It was a would be if it could be try hard version of its bigger sister Miami.
    He would never have found his way to this town if he hadn’t followed a certain woman on her way back from his friend’s wedding in Miami.
    She had been one of the guests as well. A hot, blonde with great legs, suckable boobs and a smile so full of promise that it made his dick immediately rise to attention. So, Tobias had stalled his plan to head back to Denver instead deciding to follow the chance of hot pussy from the wedding. It turned out Doris’, the blonde in question, hometown was Resort City and she was the receptionist at the Busty Gladys Hotel.
    But none of that meant much to Tobias. Where his dick ruled, he followed, and he wanted the blonde. And the blonde wanted him. Only problem was, after following her back to Resort City and the Busty Gladys, he found out one very important thing about Doris. She was a he and having another man’s dick pressed up against his was not a pleasant experience for Tobias. Hence, the reason he’d gotten drunk—very drunk—with a bunch of like-minded men of the town. While Tobias was a firm believer in people having sex with whomever they wanted, he didn’t do men.
    Ever. And that he had got it so wrong was both horrifying and funny to him. Or maybe I’m as horny as a goat? Yeah, that’d be it.
    His eyes followed the woman in black as she approached