Free Hunted (BBW Bear Shifter) (Northern Terrace: A BBW Paranormal Romance Series Book 1) by Elle Gordon Page B

said as she dragged her rolling luggage into the car.
                  “Love you, little sis,” I said.
                  “Love you, big booty beauty!” she joked as the train car doors closed.

Jeffery’s Scapegoat
     
    Even though she could be annoying, I missed my sister a lot. I also missed my parents, but I knew that living in a new town was a good change of pace for me. Especially since I had been having a difficult time getting over my now ex-fiancé.
                  He and I met in high school and were on and off again for years until he decided to pop the question. I was only twenty at the time, but I said yes. Secretly, I knew that it would never work out in the end. What I didn’t realize was that he was also fooling around with my best friend.
                  For months, my family saw me trudging around the house. I lost about twenty pounds in two weeks when my mother intervened. She had a friend who lived in Northern Terrace, which was just a few hours away by car from our hometown. They owned the apartment building that I moved into and offered me a discounted rate on rent. All I had to do was find a job.
    After only a week of searching, I found a secretary position at real estate office. Three weeks later, I moved and started selling lakeside summer and winter vacation rentals. For the first time in my life, I found myself independent, which was healthy for me. The only bad part was how terrible my boss was.
    “Charlotte!” yelled my boss Jeffrey as he stormed into my cubical. “You didn’t get these documents signed in time and now I have the entire Goldstein family shrieking at me on the phone!”
    “What do you mean?” I said in a huff. “Which documents?”
    “The rental agreement!” Jeffrey yelled. “The renters didn’t sign them, and they trashed the place, so now they are saying that they weren’t liable for cleaning fees!”
    Jeffrey was tall and good-looking. Every single female client who walks into our door swoons over his bright smile and pretty blue eyes. At first, I had a bit of a crush on him, too. However, after only working with Jeffrey for a week, the thrill was gone for me. He was one of the most demanding and high-strung people that I had ever met. After only a few months of working there, him rushing into my office while screaming was now the norm.
    “I know I had them sign the rental agreements,” I said. “I put them on your desk because you said that the fax was broken.”
    “No, you didn’t,” he said tersely. “I looked. Twice.”
    “I’ll find them,” I promised as I opened a file cabinet. I was an extremely organized person, which Jeffrey was not. Also, I felt that I did ninety percent of the work while he sat back and just worried about things even if nothing went wrong. Jeffrey, of course, also made all of the money.
     
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                  After spending an hour looking for the lost papers, Jeffrey closed the office. His complaint was that he was under too much stress and needed to get work done. Driving back home in my car, I realized how thirsty I was. Looking around, I found a small store near a gas station and decided to pull over. After finding the wooden doors to the entrance, I was greeted by the clerk.
                  “Hello,” he said to me as I quickly looked through the glass doors of the refrigerator unit.
                  “Hi,” I said without looking at him. “I only see soda in here; do you carry any ice tea?”
                  “Yes,” he said walking closer to me. “They are on the bottom here.”
                  The clerk bent down to grab some of the water bottles. Looking across the aisle, I saw a man searching near the candy bars. Something about him looked familiar. He had tan skin, and beautiful, yet dark eyes. Looking around at him more closely, I noticed that he was wearing a tight-fitting muscle tee and blue