chapter 2

Jessie’s perspective:
(Remember, she doesn’t know she’s fat)

I couldn’t stop thinking about last night. Running into Mark, his surprise seeing me with straight hair, feeling his embrace again. Not to mention the AMAZING food! I had to see him again. I know it’s a bit soon, but I decided to text him the next day. I asked if he wanted to meet up and get some ice cream tonight. Of course, he said yes.

We agreed to meet up around 7.
I came to the ice cream shop at 6:50 and got myself 2 large cones. I ate one, and just as I started on the second, Mark showed up. “Hey cutie!” I greeted him, standing up to give him another hug. While we hugged, I could feel him quickly developing a boner, but decided to say nothing about it. “Take a seat! Careful, though, these chairs are tiny!” I spoke, sitting back down. “What are the odds both the restaurant AND the ice cream parlor have awful seating?!” he commented. “I KNOW, right?! I’m using two chairs, and my butt STILL doesn’t fit!” I responded, shuffling uncomfortably in my seats.

He bought himself a medium cone and took a seat across from me. “So, how was it at the bakery today?” he asked. “It was okay. Kind of a slow day, but I don’t mind slow days. Me and Emily usually just have some snacks and talk.” “Hey wait, is this the same Emily you hung out with back in college?” I smiled, I couldn’t believe he remembered! “Yup! We were besties! Still are!” “Wasn’t she on the volleyball team?” “She sure was!” I replied, finishing off my cone, “I told her about you, she seemed to remember you, too!” He started to speak, but I interrupted him, “hold that thought, I’m gonna get a few more cones.”

We continued talking for the next half hour or so. I told him about my job at the bakery, he told me about his job in accounting. After eating four large cones (not including the initial two), I leaned back, placed my hands on my flat belly, and let out a sigh of satisfaction. “Did that hit the spot?” He asked, that adorable smile on his face. “Yup!” I replied enthusiastically, “So, what do you say? Where should this night go from here?” “Well, if you want, we could go back to my place. I can put on a movie, order some pizza—“ “Stop! You had me at pizza”, I interrupted him, giggling.

We left the restaurant and headed to Mark’s car. He got in the driver’s seat, and I started to get into the passenger seat. I noticed the car’s suspension squeak as I stepped my foot in, but it was probably just because Mark got in at the same time. After all, men usually weigh more than women.

Unfortunately, his car seems to be one of those uncomfortably small cars that went in fashion for some reason, because I’m trying as hard as I can to get in, but I can’t fit through the door frame! “Um, Jessie, you need some help?” Mark asked, looking at me from the driver’s seat. “RRGH, yeah, I’m a bit...UGH, stuck” I responded, frustrated. Seriously, who makes doors this small?! I was turned to the side, trying as hard as I could to get through, but to no avail. My butt touched the back of the doorway, and my stomach touched the glove box. If someone as skinny as me can’t fit in a doorway, while facing sideways AND sucking it in, it shouldn’t even be considered a doorway.

Mark came to the passenger side to try and help. We pulled the seat back all the way, and I tried my best to get in that tight space, but I soon gave up. “Look, Mark, even if I do get in, there’s no way you can drive around with my boobs pressed against the windshield. Let’s just take my car.” After taking an equally long time getting me out of his tiny car, I handed Mark the keys and we headed to my car. “Seriously Mark, how do you fit in that clown car? Let alone get around in it?! Honestly, you need a bigger car.” I exclaimed, half teasing, half genuine.

We got in my car and he started driving to his place. “Hey, Mark, we should order the pizza right now, so we don’t have to wait as long for it to show up.” “Really? So soon? I thought you said the ice cream hit the spot?” “It did, but then you brought up pizza, and I became a lot more hungry all of a sudden,” I replied. Chuckling, he pulled out his phone and placed an order for pizza to be delivered to his house. As he described the order, I could feel my mouth watering. “Trust me, they make fantastic pizza. You’re gonna love it!” He reassured me after he got off the phone. “Dammit! I think you actually just made me even more hungry!” I responded, my hands on my flat stomach as a ravenous growl emitted from it. “Wow, Jessie, I never knew you had such an appetite. Er—um-I mean, not that there’s anything wrong with that, um-“ Just then, I put my arm behind him. His face turned bright red, but he didn’t resist one bit. In fact, he leaned into it. I couldn’t believe it, I was falling for this man all over again.

Mark and I walked into the main lobby of his apartment complex. For some reason, I got a few stares as I walked in. I guess I’m just that gorgeous. Hand in hand, we walked to the elevator.

Now, some elevators are built large and roomy, generally to accommodate for multiple people going up and down at once. This definitely wasn’t one of those elevators. In fact, just having me and Mark in there was a bit claustrophobic. It didn’t help that after we got in, a few more people joined. We kinda had to shuffle around so everyone could fit, but we managed.

When we got to his floor, he led the way to his apartment. “Ladies first,” he said, holding the door open for me. I giggled at his act of chivalry. Unfortunately, the entrance to his apartment was another one of those way-too-small doors, so I had to turn sideways and shuffle to get through. I decided to say nothing about it, though, lest his gentlemanly gesture be in vain. After I got in, I took a seat on his couch. Judging by the loud squeak it let out, it was a pretty old couch.

Shortly after, the pizza arrived. At my request, we got 3 large pizzas and a thing of bread sticks. Mark paid the delivery man and placed the pizzas on the coffee table in front of me. With my stomach still grumbling, I didn’t hesitate to grab my first slice. “Mmmh, Mark, thish ish REALLY good pizza!” I said, hungrily eating away at my food.

“I told you you’d love it!” Mark said, taking a seat on the couch. Due to his couch being so small, he kinda had to squeeze in the spot next to me, though I certainly didn’t mind. I looked at him, finishing my first slice of pizza. “What?” he asked, chuckling. Smiling, I put one of his arms behind my back. As I grabbed another slice of pizza, he put his other hand on my torso. I suddenly got a warm feeling in my stomach, like a sense of nostalgia back to when we were dating. I’d always make the first move, and he knew what do from there. This time, I was the one going red in the face. I almost would’ve stopped eating, had I not still been so hungry.

We continued cuddling on the couch, as I continued to eat the pizza Mark so thoughtfully bought for me. His eyes were closed and he was leaning up against me. Aside from the tininess of the couch, it was basically perfect. After I finished all three boxes of pizza, I leaned back, licked my fingers, and placed my hands on my stomach.

“Hey Mark?” I said softly. “Yeah?” “Would you mind I stayed the night?” “I wouldn’t mind at all.” he responded, snuggling up closer to me. I then placed my finger under his chin and nudged his head upwards. We looked into each other’s eyes, leaned in, and passionately kissed. It was amazing.

We didn’t have sex that night, but we did share the same bed. Just like the rest of his furniture, his bed was quite small, but we managed. I slept through the night, my arms wrapped around him as he played the little spoon. Once again, I was reminded of the times we spent curled up together in college. Feeling his bony rib cage, his toned abs. I think it’s official: I’ve fallen in love with this man all over again...

...oh boy...