Road Trip - Southern Belles Part 3 (Erotic Romance Series) Read Online Free

decision.
    She was finally leaving Georgia and it was a relief. She was almost twenty nine years old and had lived in Mountain View all her life. She knew just about everyone and there was absolutely nothing there for her anymore. Yes, she loved her mama, but times are a-changin' and Mama would understand. She exhaled.
    As they pulled away, Nick hooked up his iPod to the truck speakers and soft Latin music started to play.
    After a crappy week in a hotel and the horrible day she had, Marti was exhausted. The soft music and the rhythmic bouncing of the truck gently rocked her to sleep.
    The truck jolted and she woke up, startled. When did she doze off? How long had she been sleeping? It was dark outside. How long had they been driving? “Dude, why did you let me sleep so much? Where are we? Where are we going?”
    He looked over at her, slobber on her cheek, her hair disheveled. He smiled. “Go ahead and sleep, I just need to refuel”. She had been sleeping for the last 3 hours.
    Nick pulled into a bay to refuel and grabbed his iPad to log his miles. Marti scooted over toward him and watched as he entered the information in the tablet. “Hey that’s cool, you do your business on an iPad?”
    “ Si, Marta , it’s the new thing. It sends all the information directly to corporate so we don’t have to worry about paperwork or logs or anything. Real easy to use. See?” showing her the display. “Now they know where I am and how long I’ve been driving.”
    Good, then they will know where to find me if he’s a freak.
    “So like…where are you from? You speak Spanish, are you from Spain or something? You called me Marta. Is that Spanish for Marti?”
    He laughed, “No, Chiquita , my family is from Mexico, but I was born in East Los Angeles.”
    “Cool, uhm,” she paused, biting her lip, “Does this place have a bathroom?”
    “Sure does.” He opened his door and stepped down out of the truck, walking around to open the passenger door. “Come on, I’ll show you,” as he took her hand and helped her down the steps and out of the truck.
     
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Chapter 5
     
    Marti planned on freshening up in the bathroom, but she really wanted to take a hot shower, she felt dirty and sticky and needed to do something with her unruly hair. Maybe I can find a shower somewhere?
    She gestured to a few small cottage-looking mini houses on the far side of the parking lot. “What’s that over there?”
    He smiled. “It’s a hotel. For long haul for drivers who need to get some rest and cleaned up before they get back on the road, but anyone can stay there for the night,” he winked. “You want to go see them? They’re actually pretty nice.”
    She scrunched up her face. “No, really, I gotta go pee, wash up, get this slobber off my face. You, know, girl stuff.” They laughed. “Right this way, Chiquita .”
    The big double doors swung open to the most amazing truck stop Marti had ever seen. There was a convenience store, a fast food burger joint, a bank, a salon and Mexican restaurant. She saw signs pointing the way to the showers, food, supplies, and a parts department. She felt like she had walked right into a shopping mall. “This is a truck stop? They sure do make ‘em nice around here.”
    The cashier was standing by the door of the convenience store. She ran up to Nick, and hugged him. “ Hola, Tio! What are you doing here? It’s been so long since I’ve seen you!" She was a beautiful Hispanic gal about 20 years old with long black hair and dark, piercing eyes. She shot a menacing look at Marti, who was looking a little raggedy in her tank top and cut off jeans.
    Marti forced a smile, who is Tio?
    Nick, glanced at Marti, sliding his arm around her waist, “Marti, This is my niece, Maria. Maria, my friend, Marti.” She managed another fake smile, sticking out her hand to shake the young girl’s hand. Maria ignored it.
    “Nice to meet you, Maria.” Dang! I hope I don’t have to put up with this niece too