Sweet As a Tangerine by Jenna Rose EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Jenna Rose
- Language: English
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YARA
THE BUS HISSES as it comes to a stop. What is that noise anyway? It
sounds awful, but I don’t care. I’ve arrived at my destination, and I couldn’t
be more excited.
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Tangerine Forks, New Hampshire. The picturesque, postcard picturelooking town I’ve seen online and been dreaming about coming to for the last
five months. I’m doing that thing I do when I get excited where I bounce my
right leg and chew the right corner of my lower lip as the bus doors open.
Even though I had to take a seat in the back, I’m the third one off and nearly
running in the direction of my motel.
It’s a brisk autumn afternoon, with yellows and reds and oranges all
around me. Only a few cars pass me on the road as I walk, and none of them
honk or shout obscenities at me. This town couldn’t be less like New York
City, and I couldn’t be happier about that.
A pickup truck passes with a bumper sticker on the back that reads If this
truck’s a rockin’, I’m in here masturbatin’.
Well, that’s classy, I think as I shoulder my bag higher up onto my back.
I’d love to go for a hike and see some foliage, but I really need to get to my
motel and get settled in. It’s my first day of work tomorrow at The Tangerine
Diner, and I have to make sure I make a good impression on my new boss.
That means a good night’s sleep and waking up early so I can spend a good
chunk of the early morning making myself look semi-passable as a human
being.
The foliage really is gorgeous here this time of year. But tires squealing
ahead of me cause me to look away from the hills and back up the road where
I see the pickup with the trashy bumper sticker pulling a U-turn and heading
back in my direction. I move out of the way to let it go by but feel my whole
body go tight as the old Ford creaks to a halt beside me and three men hop
out.
“Well, hey there, little sparrow.” The driver grins. “Where’d you fly in
from?”
“Excuse me?” I reply.
“My name’s Jacob,” the man beside him says with a drunken bow, his
blond hair as greasy as a slab of carnival fried dough. “What’s yurs?”
“Who cares?” the third man laughs. “See the headlights on her?”
“That’s true, Tommy,” Jacob chuckles. “Big enough to signal the space
station!”
My body’s starting to tremble now as I back away from the truck, but the
driver is already circling around behind me like some kind of wildcat. These
men move like predators, and I feel like a prey animal who is definitely not
going to escape.
“I…I just want to get to my motel—”
“Don’t worry, little sparrow,” the driver whispers as his hands grip my
waist and pull me close. “It is a hell of a lot nicer in my truck. Ain’t it, boys?”
I want to fight back as the three men grab me by the wrists, hips, and
ankles and carry me to the truck, but my body simply will not respond. I feel
like one big block of ice – like my muscle have been shot through with
paralytics.
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