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Authors: Marysol James
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Contemporary, Adult, Military, romantic suspense, Erotic, Emotional, battle, BBW, Diet, extreme, forgive, control, Waitress, Healthy, Ex-Boxer, Former Solider, Night Club, Self-Destruct, Ex-Ballet Dancer, Strave, Hard Truths, Confront, Chaotic Life
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Curtis would also be there for Tessa; now if only Tessa would ask him. Maybe not yet, but J.J. hoped she’d ask soon.
“You feel OK about going home tomorrow?” J.J. said now. “You want to come and stay with me for a while?”
“Oh. Oh, no.” Tessa gave her one of her gorgeous smiles, and J.J. relaxed marginally. “Rianna says that I need to start to figure out my own routines as soon as I can… healthy ones, this time. I can only do that if I’m in my own space, leading my normal life.”
“So you’re going back to work right away?” J.J. asked, not entirely sure that was a good idea.
“No.” Tessa ran her hands through her golden curls. “No, I need a week or so before I do that. I need to get my energy up and…” She paused.
“What?”
“And I need to go and apologize to everyone at Curves before I go back,” Tessa said quietly. “I – I made such a scene that last night I was there, and the things that I said…” She sighed. “What I said to Gabi and Mac and Curtis? It was – God. It was awful.”
“They’ll understand, honey.”
“You think?”
“They love you,” J.J. said simply. “And part of loving someone is forgiving them.”
“You really think they’ll forgive me?”
“Tessa.” Jenna Jade’s jade-green eyes were sparkling with affection. “I can promise you, they’re dying to forgive you. I think it’s all they want to do, and they’re just waiting for you to ask.” She held Tessa’s hand. “So, ask for what you need, Tessa. Just ask. They’ll give it to you.”
Chapter Six
Jax came in to the kitchen and found Sarah sitting at the table drinking a cup of green tea. He dropped a quick kiss on her red curls, sat across from her.
“Hey, doll.” He nodded at the bridal magazines strewn around the big oak table. “So did you and your Mom find your dream dress today?”
“Not even close.”
Jax paused at the look on her face. “What happened?”
“Oh.” Sarah shrugged. “Turns out? I’m way too fat to go wedding dress shopping.”
“ What ?” Jax exploded. “What the fuck are you talking about?”
“Well, I didn’t know this until this morning, but the average wedding dress sample size is a ten.”
Jax stared at her. “I – don’t know what that means.”
“It means that I’m three sizes too big to try on wedding dresses in the store.” Sarah drank some more tea. “I’m a sixteen, Jax, not a ten.”
“OK,” he said slowly. “So… they had nothing in your size to try on?”
“Nope. We went to three places, and the biggest dress they had was a fourteen. And it was fugly , believe me. I’d have looked like Big Bird being attacked by a snowball.” She managed a smile now, regaining her good humor. “It had feathers .”
He grinned. “No!”
“Yes! Huge white feathers all over the skirt, all over the bodice, all down the sleeves.”
“Wow.”
“Right?” Sarah sighed. “I’m sure it’d look gorgeous on someone, but I’m not that someone. I’m not the feathers type, you know?”
“No way, baby. You need something with clean, strong lines, a bit tight in all the right places, with some sparkle to bring out your eyes.”
Touched, she gazed at him. “Is that how you see me coming down the aisle at you?”
“Yeah.”
She smiled now, a real smile. “Anyway. The saleswomen at the stores were really nice, really apologetic, but they all said that larger women usually diet before they start looking for their wedding dress. They lose enough weight to get in to the sample sizes, and that way they can see how the dress will look on.”
“So… wait.” Jax was trying to get his man brain around the murky, mystifying world of female fashion. “So… if you can’t get in to a size ten, then you can’t even try a dress on?”
“Oh, you can, kind of. They have extending clips, so you can leave the dress unzipped, and they hold the two sides together with the clips all the way up your back. But then you still have to
“You feel OK about going home tomorrow?” J.J. said now. “You want to come and stay with me for a while?”
“Oh. Oh, no.” Tessa gave her one of her gorgeous smiles, and J.J. relaxed marginally. “Rianna says that I need to start to figure out my own routines as soon as I can… healthy ones, this time. I can only do that if I’m in my own space, leading my normal life.”
“So you’re going back to work right away?” J.J. asked, not entirely sure that was a good idea.
“No.” Tessa ran her hands through her golden curls. “No, I need a week or so before I do that. I need to get my energy up and…” She paused.
“What?”
“And I need to go and apologize to everyone at Curves before I go back,” Tessa said quietly. “I – I made such a scene that last night I was there, and the things that I said…” She sighed. “What I said to Gabi and Mac and Curtis? It was – God. It was awful.”
“They’ll understand, honey.”
“You think?”
“They love you,” J.J. said simply. “And part of loving someone is forgiving them.”
“You really think they’ll forgive me?”
“Tessa.” Jenna Jade’s jade-green eyes were sparkling with affection. “I can promise you, they’re dying to forgive you. I think it’s all they want to do, and they’re just waiting for you to ask.” She held Tessa’s hand. “So, ask for what you need, Tessa. Just ask. They’ll give it to you.”
Chapter Six
Jax came in to the kitchen and found Sarah sitting at the table drinking a cup of green tea. He dropped a quick kiss on her red curls, sat across from her.
“Hey, doll.” He nodded at the bridal magazines strewn around the big oak table. “So did you and your Mom find your dream dress today?”
“Not even close.”
Jax paused at the look on her face. “What happened?”
“Oh.” Sarah shrugged. “Turns out? I’m way too fat to go wedding dress shopping.”
“ What ?” Jax exploded. “What the fuck are you talking about?”
“Well, I didn’t know this until this morning, but the average wedding dress sample size is a ten.”
Jax stared at her. “I – don’t know what that means.”
“It means that I’m three sizes too big to try on wedding dresses in the store.” Sarah drank some more tea. “I’m a sixteen, Jax, not a ten.”
“OK,” he said slowly. “So… they had nothing in your size to try on?”
“Nope. We went to three places, and the biggest dress they had was a fourteen. And it was fugly , believe me. I’d have looked like Big Bird being attacked by a snowball.” She managed a smile now, regaining her good humor. “It had feathers .”
He grinned. “No!”
“Yes! Huge white feathers all over the skirt, all over the bodice, all down the sleeves.”
“Wow.”
“Right?” Sarah sighed. “I’m sure it’d look gorgeous on someone, but I’m not that someone. I’m not the feathers type, you know?”
“No way, baby. You need something with clean, strong lines, a bit tight in all the right places, with some sparkle to bring out your eyes.”
Touched, she gazed at him. “Is that how you see me coming down the aisle at you?”
“Yeah.”
She smiled now, a real smile. “Anyway. The saleswomen at the stores were really nice, really apologetic, but they all said that larger women usually diet before they start looking for their wedding dress. They lose enough weight to get in to the sample sizes, and that way they can see how the dress will look on.”
“So… wait.” Jax was trying to get his man brain around the murky, mystifying world of female fashion. “So… if you can’t get in to a size ten, then you can’t even try a dress on?”
“Oh, you can, kind of. They have extending clips, so you can leave the dress unzipped, and they hold the two sides together with the clips all the way up your back. But then you still have to
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