chapter 1

‘Fatty,’ she said.

‘Steady,’ he replied.

‘Can think of three hundred and fifty reasons you are.’ She kissed his cheek and glanced down at the scale again.

‘Damn,’ he said. ‘Didn’t know I got that big.’

‘I did.’ She smiled at him. ‘Wouldn’t be doin’ my job if I didn’t.’

‘You want more?’ She asked.

‘Weight?’

‘Dessert,’ she clarified. ‘Still some left in the pan.’

‘Amazingly.’ She added, raising her eyebrows and playfully prodding at his gut.

‘Must’ve missed that,’ he said.

‘Would be a first,’ she quipped back, with a grin. ‘Not gonna tell you the calories.'

‘Bad?’ he asked.

‘Epic,’ she replied.

‘Three six oh-oh-oh, before you know.’ She patted his belly again.

‘Go get it me?'

‘You wish.’ She laughed. ‘I can’t do all the hard work for you.’

‘Evidently,’ he remarked, referring to her recent penchant for having him go up on top.

‘Lady has needs,’ she said.

‘And me,’ he replied. ‘Especially as it’s getting harder to reach.’

‘Serves you right.’ She smiled at him again. ‘Pigging out like last night ... That was obscene.’

‘Boy has needs too.’ He smiled back at her.

‘Evidently.’ She ran her index finger up the lower curve of his belly and hooked it deep into his gut.

‘Go get me that dessert then?’ He asked again.

‘You get it.’ She winked at him. ‘You need the exercise, judging by last night.’

‘Why I’ll show you,’ he said, growing increasingly frustrated.

‘Yeah-yeah.' She shooed him away with her hand as he approached. ‘Bring that big talk back with you when dessert is done.’

‘And I’ll give you a ”blow-by-blow” account of ‘exactly’ how big you’re gonna get.’

‘Blow by blow?’ he asked, inquisitively.

‘Mmm-hmm.’ She said. ‘And it might cost you a pack of cookies too.’

‘I’m down,’ he replied.

‘Clearly.’ She looked at his body again. 'You hit three sixty for me, and you can catch a ride whenever you want.’ She patted her pert behind like a rodeo queen.

‘You’re kidding,' he said.

‘Try me.’ She smiled.

‘And besides, ...' she continued.

'Can you really afford not to find out?’