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in one corner but it could just as well be the band setting up against the back wall. Either way, it was a nice change from the usual round of after dinner jumping jacks.
But where was Liam? Tessa eyed the door for the hundredth time. She was bursting to share the news with him that she’d figured the way out of this set-up, which meant she’d found out a way to get to Europe.
And then she saw him in the entrance way. He was dressed as a major league baseball player, right down to his fitted grass stained pants. Fiona, dressed as Marilyn Monroe, hung on his arm. Even worse, Fiona held Jinx’s leash in an offensively possessive manner. Tessa narrowed her eyes. Marilyn could have Tessa’s fairy godfather, she didn’t care. Much. But her cat? Oh, no, that was going too far.
Chapter Ten
It practically killed her but Tessa resisted the urge to rush over and grab Jinx’s leash from Fiona’s hand. If her new theory was correct, doing so would make her pack the pounds back on. Instead she would wait for them to come to her. But it wasn’t easy to watch Jinx prance after Liam and Fiona as they stopped to chat with other guests.
Liam had an easy natural manner with people that Tessa found intriguing. Not attractive, she told herself, just interesting. It wasn’t only women who appeared to enjoy his company either, men seemed to appreciate his quick wit and humor as much as the ladies did his good looks and charm. The man was all smiles and sunshine. The perfect fairy godfather. Except for the fact he hadn’t done one single thing for her since he’d popped into her life. She sighed.
Bethany glanced her way. “What’s wrong, Tessa?” She followed Tessa’s gaze to where Liam stood. “Oh, you’re watching Coach Kennedy.”
Tessa bit her tongue. Hard.
“I can see why you think he’s handsome. He’s certainly a nice man,” Bethany continued, apparently unfazed by Tessa’s silence. “Who’s that woman with him, the one with the cute dog?”
“Marilyn Monroe,” was as civil an answer as Tessa could manage.
“No, really,” Bethany craned her neck to get a better look at Liam’s companion. “She’s gorgeous. Not an extra pound on her.”
“So?” Tessa didn’t have the patience to listen to any more of Bethany’s commentary. “What does that matter? Just because she’s thin doesn’t mean she’s any more attractive than either of us.”
Bethany’s doubtful expression annoyed Tessa even further.
“Oh, for goodness sake, Bethany, don’t buy into the crazy idea that a woman’s beauty can be measured by her clothing size. That’s so stupid. I’m just as beautiful as she is and I outweigh her by a good fifty pounds.”
Bethany raised her eyebrows.
“Okay, seventy pounds,” Tessa conceded. “But the number isn’t the point.”
“You mean you’re not a little jealous of whoever she is?” Bethany persisted.
“Not one tiny little bit,” Tessa lied.
Claudia joined them, a cup of fat-free frozen yogurt in hand. She held it up for them to see. “Lovely sight, isn’t it? The strawberries are insanely delish. Now if there were just a bit of chocolate drizzled over the top it would all be good.”
Bethany groaned. “Don’t talk to me about chocolate.”
Claudia grinned. “Okay, so what were you two ladies discussing?”
“Tessa was watching Coach Kennedy and his date,” Bethany said.
“Oh, I want to see.” Claudia turned so that she was facing in the same direction they were. “I want to know who has Tessa so worked up.”
Tessa groaned. “I’m not worked up. Or even curious about that woman.”
“That woman, huh?” Claudia laughed. “I’ve seen her around a time or two but I don’t know who she is. She is gorgeous, in a young, blond sort of way.” She craned her neck to take a better look. “Check out her tattoo.”
Tattoo. Ugh. Tessa never understood why humans wanted to draw on themselves. Ink themselves, whatever they were calling it
But where was Liam? Tessa eyed the door for the hundredth time. She was bursting to share the news with him that she’d figured the way out of this set-up, which meant she’d found out a way to get to Europe.
And then she saw him in the entrance way. He was dressed as a major league baseball player, right down to his fitted grass stained pants. Fiona, dressed as Marilyn Monroe, hung on his arm. Even worse, Fiona held Jinx’s leash in an offensively possessive manner. Tessa narrowed her eyes. Marilyn could have Tessa’s fairy godfather, she didn’t care. Much. But her cat? Oh, no, that was going too far.
Chapter Ten
It practically killed her but Tessa resisted the urge to rush over and grab Jinx’s leash from Fiona’s hand. If her new theory was correct, doing so would make her pack the pounds back on. Instead she would wait for them to come to her. But it wasn’t easy to watch Jinx prance after Liam and Fiona as they stopped to chat with other guests.
Liam had an easy natural manner with people that Tessa found intriguing. Not attractive, she told herself, just interesting. It wasn’t only women who appeared to enjoy his company either, men seemed to appreciate his quick wit and humor as much as the ladies did his good looks and charm. The man was all smiles and sunshine. The perfect fairy godfather. Except for the fact he hadn’t done one single thing for her since he’d popped into her life. She sighed.
Bethany glanced her way. “What’s wrong, Tessa?” She followed Tessa’s gaze to where Liam stood. “Oh, you’re watching Coach Kennedy.”
Tessa bit her tongue. Hard.
“I can see why you think he’s handsome. He’s certainly a nice man,” Bethany continued, apparently unfazed by Tessa’s silence. “Who’s that woman with him, the one with the cute dog?”
“Marilyn Monroe,” was as civil an answer as Tessa could manage.
“No, really,” Bethany craned her neck to get a better look at Liam’s companion. “She’s gorgeous. Not an extra pound on her.”
“So?” Tessa didn’t have the patience to listen to any more of Bethany’s commentary. “What does that matter? Just because she’s thin doesn’t mean she’s any more attractive than either of us.”
Bethany’s doubtful expression annoyed Tessa even further.
“Oh, for goodness sake, Bethany, don’t buy into the crazy idea that a woman’s beauty can be measured by her clothing size. That’s so stupid. I’m just as beautiful as she is and I outweigh her by a good fifty pounds.”
Bethany raised her eyebrows.
“Okay, seventy pounds,” Tessa conceded. “But the number isn’t the point.”
“You mean you’re not a little jealous of whoever she is?” Bethany persisted.
“Not one tiny little bit,” Tessa lied.
Claudia joined them, a cup of fat-free frozen yogurt in hand. She held it up for them to see. “Lovely sight, isn’t it? The strawberries are insanely delish. Now if there were just a bit of chocolate drizzled over the top it would all be good.”
Bethany groaned. “Don’t talk to me about chocolate.”
Claudia grinned. “Okay, so what were you two ladies discussing?”
“Tessa was watching Coach Kennedy and his date,” Bethany said.
“Oh, I want to see.” Claudia turned so that she was facing in the same direction they were. “I want to know who has Tessa so worked up.”
Tessa groaned. “I’m not worked up. Or even curious about that woman.”
“That woman, huh?” Claudia laughed. “I’ve seen her around a time or two but I don’t know who she is. She is gorgeous, in a young, blond sort of way.” She craned her neck to take a better look. “Check out her tattoo.”
Tattoo. Ugh. Tessa never understood why humans wanted to draw on themselves. Ink themselves, whatever they were calling it
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