Side Hustle: A Small Town Romantic Comedy (Jobs From Hell Book 4) by Marika Ray

Side Hustle: A Small Town Romantic Comedy (Jobs From Hell Book 4) by Marika Ray

Author:Marika Ray [Ray, Marika]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781950141258
Publisher: Marika Ray Publishing
Published: 2021-01-14T00:00:00+00:00


16

Hazel

I slept late the next morning, knowing I didn’t have to work until later in the afternoon when I’d head out to Janey’s place outside of town. She wanted to do a re-grand opening of her yoga enterprise. She’d called me a few weeks back and told me that goat yoga was waning in popularity. Quite frankly, I was surprised she’d lasted as long as she did. Have you smelled goat droppings recently? Ew. Instead, Janey was dead set on cat yoga. And because Granny owned the National Cat Protection Society, naturally, we were top of mind. I had the privilege of transporting twenty aging cats to Janey’s place and enticing them with catnip while she led the first feline yoga session. There’d be time after the class for me to advertise what we did at the Protection Society, so hopefully it would be a win-win-win. Make a few bucks in my pocket and Janey’s, maybe shuttle some funds to Granny’s in the way of donations.

I stretched up tall and grinned at the muscles aching in my thighs and the back of my right arm. Last night had been the most fun I’d had in a long time. We’d only gotten through two condoms before I bowed out, much to my disappointment. Turned out, too many orgasms could wear a girl out. To punish myself for ending the evening, I left Rip warm in his bed to do the walk of shame at two in the morning.

“What’s the grin about?” Granny fired at me the second I stumbled into the kitchen.

I rubbed my eyes and realized Poppy and Polly were standing right there, their heads tilted to the side, examining me.

“Oh shit, is it Friday?” I grumbled, my brain scrambling as to what they were doing here and how quickly could I divert them to a topic besides why I slept in this morning and walked around with a perma-grin.

The ladies always got together at Coffee on Friday morning, occasionally taking the gossip party to one of their houses when the baristas gave them the skink eye for taking up a table for too long. And right now, they were giving me the eye, which only spelled disaster. These three ladies could sniff out a scandal with a single glance.

“No, child. It’s Thursday, but we called a special meeting on account of the gold.” Yedda patted me on the back.

I looked between the three of them, my brain waking up enough to realize they each wore starched jeans and had bandanas wrapped around their wrinkled necks. My finger circled in the air.

“What’s all this?”

“Why, we’re gold miners, of course!” Poppy shook her head at my supposed naiveté. “If Rip thinks he’s the only one who can find gold in this here town, he’s sadly mistaken. I’ve spent plenty of time in those caves. It’s only fair I find some too. The gold is waiting for me, I can feel it.”

Her eyes sparkled, reminding me of cartoon characters who got dollar signs in their eyes at the mention of a hidden fortune.



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