In Our Words by Anne Shade

Author:Anne Shade
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781635559378
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books
Published: 2021-05-09T00:00:00+00:00

One Night in Brazil

Nanisi Barrett D’Arnuk

Nanisi Barrett D’Arnuk has written mysteries, romances, and erotica. Being of Aleut decent, she dreams of riding her Harley across Alaska and being five foot eleven.

I’d been in Manaus less than a week. Next time I’d have to plan more than two weeks if I was going to explore unknown-to-me regions of the world. Two weeks to explore Brazil and Argentina? What had I been thinking? Two weeks was far too short to even explore one of those countries. I had let my friend Andrea convince me it was all the time I’d need. That was the last time I’d listen to her. Brazil spoke to my soul. It reminded me of my grandmother. I didn’t want to leave. Even a month wouldn’t have been enough. This trip was semi-planned to include five days in Manaus, four more in the Pantanal, and four days in Buenos Aires.

My grandmother had talked to me about Brazil since I was little. It was where she’d been born and had spent the first nineteen years of her life, until she fell in love with Grandpa. He’d married her and moved her to the States, where she’d spent the next sixty-three years of her life. When I had the chance to finally go on a vacation out of the country, I’d chosen here. I wish Grandma was still around so I could share my adventures with her. She would have loved to talk to me about this.

This was the fourth day in Manaus and the fourth day I’d had to look at our tour guide, Michaella.

My God, she was beautiful, in a very Brazilian way. She had long, curly black hair that fell around her mocha-colored shoulders below her beautiful, chiseled features that accented her beauty even further. Her tight jeans showed a length of leg that would make anyone drool, and her shirts bulged out just enough to show she had exquisite attributes. I’d been ogling her for the past three days and fantasizing about her for the past three nights.

I sauntered down to the pool area of the hotel. My trip up the Amazon River didn’t leave until two o’clock, so I still had a couple hours. Some friends I’d met on this tour were already sitting at a table near the pool, having a light lunch.

“Hey, Leah! Come join us,” Eunice called to me. She and her husband were making a trip she’d planned as a fortieth anniversary celebration. Her husband Stan had just retired, so they were getting to do all the things they had talked about all their lives. I walked over and sat at the one empty chair at their table. Michaella, our delicious-looking tour guide, was there too.

“Boa tarde, Leah.” Michaella greeted me with one of the biggest smiles I’d seen this week.

“Michaella was just telling us about this afternoon’s trip. She says that the water from the Amazon and the Rio Negro are different colors and don’t mix for almost four miles.”

Michaella smiled.

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