death glares coming from some very scantily clad girls I would normally call skanks.
“Amy you made it!” A stunning girl ran over to us with a smile on her face. She hugged Amy like she is an old friend and turned to me. This town bred beautiful people. With tanned skin, shoulder length brown hair styled into messy waves, and stunning blue eyes, this girl was a knockout. She was petite, tiny actually, even in the kick ass blue platform wedges she was wearing, she’s a good head shorter than me. Wearing white and black leopard print shorts, a white tank with a chiffon overlay and chunky necklaces, I immediately liked her, not just because of her outfit but because of the straight up friendly smile was directing at me.
“You must be Gwen.” She focused on my hands and grinned. “And these must be the famous brownies Amy was telling me about.”
Jesus how long did Amy talk to this girl for?
“It’s lovely to meet you, Rosie. You have an awesome place,” I recovered quickly as she took the tray out of my hands.
“Oh and your accent is so cute, and I LOVE your dress.”
“Thanks,” I smiled “I love your outfit.”
She gazed down “What this old thing?” she joked. “Now come with me and I’ll get you ladies some drinks and introduce you.”
“Drinks great, point me in the right direction” Amy smiled, rubbing her hands together. We followed Rosie to a little gazebo that had a table full of food and drinks, people milling around nodding and smiling as we walked past. She introduced us to a few people that I immediately forgot the names of.
We grabbed our drinks, and chatted with Rosie for a bit who introduced us to her girlfriends, Ashley and Lucy. They both cemented my theory that every person in this town were immortal, disgustingly attractive vampires. Ashley had strawberry blonde short curly hair, pale skin and a light dusting of freckles across her nose, she looked like a fairy princess. She was wearing a 1950’s style yellow polka dot dress with a full skirt. Lucy had dead straight black hair, dark eyes, curves to die for and great skin. I was starting to feel very inadequate.
“So Gwen, you are opening a clothing store?” Lucy asked excitedly.
“Yeah I used to be a buyer back in New York so I thought having my own store would be great, maybe not so great for my shopping addiction though.” I joked.
“Oh my god, this is so great, this town needs somewhere to shop, it’s such a pain in the ass driving two hours to get a half decent outfit.” Lucy told me. “When do you open?”
“Well our opening is Wednesday night and I would love for all of you to come,” I invited the girls.
“That would be kick ass!” Rosie beamed at me. “I’ll make sure to let all the girls know, make it a bit of a girls night out, will there be drinks?”
Amy almost spat out her mouthful. “Of course!”
The women laughed. “But feel free to invite boyfriends and husbands.” I continued, “I’ve invited some of the hunky local law enforcement as well…”
“The sex on a stick cops.” Amy interrupted “Got to have some man candy there, and I think Mr. deputy is keen on our girl here.” She pointed at me with her drink.
“Amy he was just being friendly,” I shot a glare at her.
The women exchanged glances, “Really… do tell, which one?” Ashley asked with a dreamy look on her face.
“Although our men and police don’t seem to get on the best.” Rosie began, rather cautiously.
Uh oh red flags. “What do you mean?” I probed, starting to get a bad feeling.
Rosie began to say something but her answer was drowned out by the roar of motorbikes,
“Oh shit.” I heard Amy mutter and I followed her gaze. Oh shit was right. A whole god damn motorcycle gang had just arrived at the barbeque. Men of all shapes and sizes round the corner, some wearing jeans low slung, with tight t shirts under their leather cuts. A couple had bandannas wrapped around their heads, I think I saw a couple of
“Amy you made it!” A stunning girl ran over to us with a smile on her face. She hugged Amy like she is an old friend and turned to me. This town bred beautiful people. With tanned skin, shoulder length brown hair styled into messy waves, and stunning blue eyes, this girl was a knockout. She was petite, tiny actually, even in the kick ass blue platform wedges she was wearing, she’s a good head shorter than me. Wearing white and black leopard print shorts, a white tank with a chiffon overlay and chunky necklaces, I immediately liked her, not just because of her outfit but because of the straight up friendly smile was directing at me.
“You must be Gwen.” She focused on my hands and grinned. “And these must be the famous brownies Amy was telling me about.”
Jesus how long did Amy talk to this girl for?
“It’s lovely to meet you, Rosie. You have an awesome place,” I recovered quickly as she took the tray out of my hands.
“Oh and your accent is so cute, and I LOVE your dress.”
“Thanks,” I smiled “I love your outfit.”
She gazed down “What this old thing?” she joked. “Now come with me and I’ll get you ladies some drinks and introduce you.”
“Drinks great, point me in the right direction” Amy smiled, rubbing her hands together. We followed Rosie to a little gazebo that had a table full of food and drinks, people milling around nodding and smiling as we walked past. She introduced us to a few people that I immediately forgot the names of.
We grabbed our drinks, and chatted with Rosie for a bit who introduced us to her girlfriends, Ashley and Lucy. They both cemented my theory that every person in this town were immortal, disgustingly attractive vampires. Ashley had strawberry blonde short curly hair, pale skin and a light dusting of freckles across her nose, she looked like a fairy princess. She was wearing a 1950’s style yellow polka dot dress with a full skirt. Lucy had dead straight black hair, dark eyes, curves to die for and great skin. I was starting to feel very inadequate.
“So Gwen, you are opening a clothing store?” Lucy asked excitedly.
“Yeah I used to be a buyer back in New York so I thought having my own store would be great, maybe not so great for my shopping addiction though.” I joked.
“Oh my god, this is so great, this town needs somewhere to shop, it’s such a pain in the ass driving two hours to get a half decent outfit.” Lucy told me. “When do you open?”
“Well our opening is Wednesday night and I would love for all of you to come,” I invited the girls.
“That would be kick ass!” Rosie beamed at me. “I’ll make sure to let all the girls know, make it a bit of a girls night out, will there be drinks?”
Amy almost spat out her mouthful. “Of course!”
The women laughed. “But feel free to invite boyfriends and husbands.” I continued, “I’ve invited some of the hunky local law enforcement as well…”
“The sex on a stick cops.” Amy interrupted “Got to have some man candy there, and I think Mr. deputy is keen on our girl here.” She pointed at me with her drink.
“Amy he was just being friendly,” I shot a glare at her.
The women exchanged glances, “Really… do tell, which one?” Ashley asked with a dreamy look on her face.
“Although our men and police don’t seem to get on the best.” Rosie began, rather cautiously.
Uh oh red flags. “What do you mean?” I probed, starting to get a bad feeling.
Rosie began to say something but her answer was drowned out by the roar of motorbikes,
“Oh shit.” I heard Amy mutter and I followed her gaze. Oh shit was right. A whole god damn motorcycle gang had just arrived at the barbeque. Men of all shapes and sizes round the corner, some wearing jeans low slung, with tight t shirts under their leather cuts. A couple had bandannas wrapped around their heads, I think I saw a couple of
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