Outlaw Bear (A Paranormal BBW Shape Shifter Romance) by Terra Wolf, Amelia Jade
Authors: Terra Wolf, Amelia Jade
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mouth, the confrontation between Jet and Sandra boiled over. She heard shouting erupt and instantly swivelled her attention back to them.
"You're useless Jet! That's why I quit. You're content with doing nothing with your life. Tom is driven. He has goals in life, and he is going to go places. Why can't you be more like him?" Sandra was backing away from him, shaking her head in his direction as if she was disappointed in him. That, combined with her various comments throughout the night was too much for Kailee.
She stormed towards the tiny woman. Jet had explicitly told her that she should make her mark here, and not to let anyone run over her as long as she didn't break them or anything of his. It wouldn't be too hard to take care of the miniscule blonde.
"What the hell do you want?" she sneered as Kailee came closer.
"I want you the hell out of this bar, leech," she growled, picking Sandra up by her shoulders and bulldozing her way towards the door. "You speak about being driven, but all you do is follow in the footsteps of others, hoping to ride the coattails of their success. You'll never amount to anything you useless, snivelling, spoiled brat."
With that, she tossed Sandra out the door, watching in the fading sunlight as she landing sharply on her rear in the gravel parking lot. She cried out in pain and then began to whimper, but there was enough venom left in her glare that Kailee knew she wasn't permanently injured. Unfortunately, if the words she uttered next were anything to go by, it would seem that Kailee and Jet hadn't seen the last of her.
"You better watch your back cow. Just because you're a shifter doesn't mean you're invincible."
Kailee snorted, flexing her arms and reaching out to her side. Just to the left of the door was a bench made for four. Without any apparent effort, she reached down and lifted the one end clean off the floor. It was an impressive feat of strength, suitable enough to leave Sandra without any more ridiculous threats. She rolled her eyes once more at the ridiculousness of it all, set the bench down and turned to go back inside to finish her shift.
As it turned out, that was the most excitement for her night. After Sandra was unceremoniously shown the door, several things happened. First, Tom left, though he promised to come see her again so that they could continue their lovely chat. She hadn't even acknowledged that, simply ignoring him and focusing on her job.
The second thing that had happened was that word got out that she wasn't to be trifled with. The men, despite becoming rowdy and boisterous, never once gave her any trouble. If anything, they respected her and tried to include her in on their games, instead of using her as the target or butt of their jokes.
Several times throughout the evening as she interacted with the regulars she caught Jet looking at her, a little smile of satisfaction visible, a look that never seemed to go away the entire night. Kailee did have to admit, that if this was her first night working there, it boded well for the future.
The lone blotch on the evening couldn't necessarily be filed as such either. At one point late into the night, a man had stood up, clearly inebriated, and had made a grand gesture of love, telling her that she should come home with him. He promised to show her a good time. Although she was more than capable of defending herself, Jet had been closer.
He had promptly picked the man up by the scruff of his neck and tossed him out on his ass. She had done her best not to blush furiously when she had heard Jet comment under his breath that 'she was his, and not to touch her'. Whether he had meant that as in she was an employee or as something more, she wasn't sure, but it had been kind and attractive nonetheless.
She had to admit that she and Jet worked well together. In fact, the chemistry between them was incredible. The entire night they had very few problems and the few that did come up were simply because she
"You're useless Jet! That's why I quit. You're content with doing nothing with your life. Tom is driven. He has goals in life, and he is going to go places. Why can't you be more like him?" Sandra was backing away from him, shaking her head in his direction as if she was disappointed in him. That, combined with her various comments throughout the night was too much for Kailee.
She stormed towards the tiny woman. Jet had explicitly told her that she should make her mark here, and not to let anyone run over her as long as she didn't break them or anything of his. It wouldn't be too hard to take care of the miniscule blonde.
"What the hell do you want?" she sneered as Kailee came closer.
"I want you the hell out of this bar, leech," she growled, picking Sandra up by her shoulders and bulldozing her way towards the door. "You speak about being driven, but all you do is follow in the footsteps of others, hoping to ride the coattails of their success. You'll never amount to anything you useless, snivelling, spoiled brat."
With that, she tossed Sandra out the door, watching in the fading sunlight as she landing sharply on her rear in the gravel parking lot. She cried out in pain and then began to whimper, but there was enough venom left in her glare that Kailee knew she wasn't permanently injured. Unfortunately, if the words she uttered next were anything to go by, it would seem that Kailee and Jet hadn't seen the last of her.
"You better watch your back cow. Just because you're a shifter doesn't mean you're invincible."
Kailee snorted, flexing her arms and reaching out to her side. Just to the left of the door was a bench made for four. Without any apparent effort, she reached down and lifted the one end clean off the floor. It was an impressive feat of strength, suitable enough to leave Sandra without any more ridiculous threats. She rolled her eyes once more at the ridiculousness of it all, set the bench down and turned to go back inside to finish her shift.
As it turned out, that was the most excitement for her night. After Sandra was unceremoniously shown the door, several things happened. First, Tom left, though he promised to come see her again so that they could continue their lovely chat. She hadn't even acknowledged that, simply ignoring him and focusing on her job.
The second thing that had happened was that word got out that she wasn't to be trifled with. The men, despite becoming rowdy and boisterous, never once gave her any trouble. If anything, they respected her and tried to include her in on their games, instead of using her as the target or butt of their jokes.
Several times throughout the evening as she interacted with the regulars she caught Jet looking at her, a little smile of satisfaction visible, a look that never seemed to go away the entire night. Kailee did have to admit, that if this was her first night working there, it boded well for the future.
The lone blotch on the evening couldn't necessarily be filed as such either. At one point late into the night, a man had stood up, clearly inebriated, and had made a grand gesture of love, telling her that she should come home with him. He promised to show her a good time. Although she was more than capable of defending herself, Jet had been closer.
He had promptly picked the man up by the scruff of his neck and tossed him out on his ass. She had done her best not to blush furiously when she had heard Jet comment under his breath that 'she was his, and not to touch her'. Whether he had meant that as in she was an employee or as something more, she wasn't sure, but it had been kind and attractive nonetheless.
She had to admit that she and Jet worked well together. In fact, the chemistry between them was incredible. The entire night they had very few problems and the few that did come up were simply because she
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