Chapter 4

The door shut leaving the two of them alone in the empty diner. They were both silent and looking embarrassed.

'You didn't have to do that you know' Lewis said.

'What?'

'Lie to save my feelings.'

'I didn't lie' she said her cheeks flushing. 'Firstly, he really isn't my type ... I like guys that … enjoy their food.' she said with her eyes fixed on Lewis's bulging gut.

Lewis felt dizzy. This couldn't be real.

'Secondly, I was hoping that you would actually be free on Thursday. I was wondering if you wanted to come over to mine. One of the girls is watching the shop. I've got a few new recipes that I want to try out for the new menu. I value your opinion and so I wondered if you would help me out?' She looked nervous, like she had had to pluck up the courage to ask him.

Lewis was speechless. Literally he could not think of anything better. The hot girl that he had been lusting after for months was inviting him back to her place. She was also going to cook for him. Not only was she the best cook in the world, she liked guys that could eat. Surely he was dreaming?!

'Sorry, it's o.k. if you don't want to.' She looked disappointed.

'No, no - that sounds amazing. I would love to’ he said quickly. 'Just tell me where and when.'

'Excellent - let me get a pen and paper to write my address.' She hurried away.

'Jess' he called after her. She looked around ' get me that last piece of cake will you? It would be a shame to let it go to waste' he said with a grin.

Jess's face lit up. 'Coming right up!'

Lewis sat unable to take in what had just happened. She had asked him out. She had turned down Ryan and asked him out.

His head swam as he tried to understand what this meant. He didn't even realise that he had started to eat the brownie that had been left on the table.

He only realised as he put the last bite into his mouth. He was now beyond full.

A few minutes later Jess emerged from the kitchen carrying her address and the huge piece of cake.

Lewis was sitting on the chair rubbing his bloated belly. His shirt looked so tight, and his gut was really round and swollen.

'I'm stuffed' he groaned.

She smiled 'Here ... let me help you then'

She perched on the edge of the table and started feeding him forkfuls of the cake, one hand resting on top of his full heavy belly that was desperately trying to break free from his tight shirt.

The touch of her hand on his stuffed gut sent a feeling like electricity flooding through his body and some how he was able to make room for the last piece of cake.

He could see the pleasure in her eyes as she put down the empty plate. They were both a little breathless and giddy from how much they had both enjoyed her feeding him and the prolonged physical contact.

Lewis smiled. He had a feeling that Thursday was going to be a good night .........