Shiftr: Swipe Left for Love (Kristin) BBW Tiger Shifter Romance (Hope Valley BBW online dating app romances Book 2) by Ariana Hawkes Read Free Book Online
Authors: Ariana Hawkes
herself, trying to think about really boring things instead – like all the bills she needed to pay, or how she was going to fill up page five of tomorrow’s paper.
Kristin’s jaw dropped as she pulled up in front of Tamika’s house. It was in an exclusive area of town. The house was all white, with huge iron gates in front of it. As Kristin started to get out of the car to press the intercom, the gates slid open. She drove through, parked, and walked up to the house. She pressed the doorbell, and the door opened immediately, to reveal a tall, very attractive woman with long, caramel-brown hair.
“Kristin!” she exclaimed, enveloping her in a hug. She smelled of expensive perfume. “I’m so glad you made it!”
“Thanks for inviting me, Tamika,” Kristin replied, taking in Tamika’s effortlessly chic style. She was wearing a floral maxi dress with a gold band at the hem, and matching gold sandals.
Tamika led her up a curved, marble staircase to the second story of the house, and out onto a large balcony.
“Sorry for making you come to my place, darling. I’m just so busy going through all the new applications for Shiftr,” she said in a powerful voice, with a strong English accent.
“No, it’s a pleasure. Truly,” Kristin replied, looking around. The house was impeccably decorated in a European style – all cool marble, high ceilings and wooden shutters, and the balcony looked down on a beautiful garden, full of fruit trees and roses. They sat down at a small, round table, and a man appeared at Tamika’s elbow. He had reddish-brown hair and a slim, foxy face, with a lively, inquisitive expression in his eyes.
“What can I get you, ladies?” he asked. Tamika turned to Kristin.
“I know I invited you for coffee,” she said, but I’m simply dying for a Bloody Mary. To be honest, I’m a little hungover, and I think the only thing that’ll fix me is the hair of the dog that bit me, as they say.” She gave a loud, braying laugh. How about you, honeybun?” Kristin shrugged.
“Sure,” she said. “I’ve got a hangover of my own to fix, so why not?”
“That’s the spirit,” Tamika said, slapping her on the knee, hard enough to make her jump. “Tell me, how do you like your Bloody Mary – nice and spicy? With celery salt?” Kristin nodded helplessly.
“Can you do your special mix please, Dixon? With lashings of horseradish!” Tamika trilled.
“Of course,” the waiter replied, with a wink. Kristin stared at his retreating back. Tamika evidently had some serious money.
“I was thinking of ordering an English breakfast – just the thing to cure any lingering queasiness. Would you like one too?”
“Uh, what’s in it?” Kristin asked.
“Bacon, sausages, blood pudding, eggs, baked beans, mushrooms, broiled tomato and brown sauce,” Tamika said proudly. Wow . It sounded disgusting, as well as seriously calorific, but Kristin didn’t want to offend this kind, eccentric woman.
“Sounds great,” she said.
The Bloody Mary was delicious, and at the first sip, Kristin did – to her amazement – feel quite a lot better.
“You’re very beautiful, dear,” Tamika said, looking at Kristin with pleasure. “I was so glad when Lauren brought Dina to me. And now you’re here too! Our shifters are very lucky indeed. Now, how can I help you? You were saying that you had a problem with your requirements?” Kristin nodded and took a deep breath.
“I love the thought of being with a shifter,” she said. “I mean, at first, I thought it was pretty out there, but now I know that my best friends are with bears, I think it’s really cool. But the problem is that they all want kids. Including the guy who’s supposed to be my 100% match.” Tamika nodded encouragingly. “And the problem is that I have PCOS, so the chance that I can give them what they want is pretty small.”
Just then, the food arrived. It actually smelled amazing, and Kristin’s tummy rumbled. She’d probably
Kristin’s jaw dropped as she pulled up in front of Tamika’s house. It was in an exclusive area of town. The house was all white, with huge iron gates in front of it. As Kristin started to get out of the car to press the intercom, the gates slid open. She drove through, parked, and walked up to the house. She pressed the doorbell, and the door opened immediately, to reveal a tall, very attractive woman with long, caramel-brown hair.
“Kristin!” she exclaimed, enveloping her in a hug. She smelled of expensive perfume. “I’m so glad you made it!”
“Thanks for inviting me, Tamika,” Kristin replied, taking in Tamika’s effortlessly chic style. She was wearing a floral maxi dress with a gold band at the hem, and matching gold sandals.
Tamika led her up a curved, marble staircase to the second story of the house, and out onto a large balcony.
“Sorry for making you come to my place, darling. I’m just so busy going through all the new applications for Shiftr,” she said in a powerful voice, with a strong English accent.
“No, it’s a pleasure. Truly,” Kristin replied, looking around. The house was impeccably decorated in a European style – all cool marble, high ceilings and wooden shutters, and the balcony looked down on a beautiful garden, full of fruit trees and roses. They sat down at a small, round table, and a man appeared at Tamika’s elbow. He had reddish-brown hair and a slim, foxy face, with a lively, inquisitive expression in his eyes.
“What can I get you, ladies?” he asked. Tamika turned to Kristin.
“I know I invited you for coffee,” she said, but I’m simply dying for a Bloody Mary. To be honest, I’m a little hungover, and I think the only thing that’ll fix me is the hair of the dog that bit me, as they say.” She gave a loud, braying laugh. How about you, honeybun?” Kristin shrugged.
“Sure,” she said. “I’ve got a hangover of my own to fix, so why not?”
“That’s the spirit,” Tamika said, slapping her on the knee, hard enough to make her jump. “Tell me, how do you like your Bloody Mary – nice and spicy? With celery salt?” Kristin nodded helplessly.
“Can you do your special mix please, Dixon? With lashings of horseradish!” Tamika trilled.
“Of course,” the waiter replied, with a wink. Kristin stared at his retreating back. Tamika evidently had some serious money.
“I was thinking of ordering an English breakfast – just the thing to cure any lingering queasiness. Would you like one too?”
“Uh, what’s in it?” Kristin asked.
“Bacon, sausages, blood pudding, eggs, baked beans, mushrooms, broiled tomato and brown sauce,” Tamika said proudly. Wow . It sounded disgusting, as well as seriously calorific, but Kristin didn’t want to offend this kind, eccentric woman.
“Sounds great,” she said.
The Bloody Mary was delicious, and at the first sip, Kristin did – to her amazement – feel quite a lot better.
“You’re very beautiful, dear,” Tamika said, looking at Kristin with pleasure. “I was so glad when Lauren brought Dina to me. And now you’re here too! Our shifters are very lucky indeed. Now, how can I help you? You were saying that you had a problem with your requirements?” Kristin nodded and took a deep breath.
“I love the thought of being with a shifter,” she said. “I mean, at first, I thought it was pretty out there, but now I know that my best friends are with bears, I think it’s really cool. But the problem is that they all want kids. Including the guy who’s supposed to be my 100% match.” Tamika nodded encouragingly. “And the problem is that I have PCOS, so the chance that I can give them what they want is pretty small.”
Just then, the food arrived. It actually smelled amazing, and Kristin’s tummy rumbled. She’d probably
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