Page 66 of Thick & Thin

No.

He was a man.

All grown up and looking so delicious, I wanted to lean in closer and taste him.

He grinned as if he knew what I was thinking before his face disappeared from my view so he could speak directly in my ear.

“You’ve really let yourself go, huh? I guess all those gummy bears finally caught up with you.”

Pain shot through my stomach so intense I felt the need to gag.

My weight. He was talking about my weight. Josh had never been so cruel to anyone. He never teased or bullied.

Who was this man?

“And you’re really an asshole, huh?” I countered.

His remarks were harsher than mine, but I was so shocked by his insult that I couldn’t think of anything good enough to match his devastating words.

He pulled back, and his grin didn’t reach his eyes. “The biggest.”

I let my eyes drift low until I was looking at the seat of his loose jeans. “Not really,” I said, referring to the size of his cock.

Men hated that shit, and if he was going straight for my weak spot, my weight, then I would do the same.

His grinned slowly disappeared, and his eyes lowered, turning into angry slits. “Just because you’ve had an obscene amount of cock in your face doesn’t mean you’re an expert. And I seem to remember you enjoying it just fine.”

Ouch.

Apparently, my reputation had preceded.

Jenny Michaels. The town slut who went off to college, slept around, and got knocked up.

A rebuttal burned my tongue, but I didn’t spill. Let him think what he wanted. It was none of his business. He had given up that right when he pushed me away and left me to deal single and alone with a child.

“I was a nineteen-year-old virgin. What did I know? Anyway, I faked it.”

I hadn’t.

It had been beautiful, and it killed me to tarnish the moment that had gotten me through so many dark nights.

Again, he leaned closer, his hot breath rushing along the side of my cheek.

“Liar. You came so hard your eyes rolled back in your head. It dripped down my cock like a fucking waterfall.”

I opened my mouth to tell him to go fuck himself, but before I could, a woman I had never seen before came up beside him and poked him in the side.

“Hey, are you ready to go? This place is giving me a headache.”

She was tall and slender, her beautiful Spanish skin and dark eyes glowing under the bar lights. Her lashes were long, her lips pouty and perfect, with hair that reached down her back in waves of dark lusciousness. She was gorgeous, and they were a beautiful couple. Instantly, I hated everything about her.

My eyes trailed over her perky breasts and down her hair until I reached her left hand. As Amy had said, there was a large rock on her ring finger. The burger I had eaten for lunch threatened, and my throat tightened against the rush of bile.

He was engaged to a beautiful woman.

He had grown more handsome than he had ever been, living his life and looking happy.

Meanwhile, I was just a fat sack of lonely, sitting at a bar and drinking my sadness away.

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