Fat & Fine
by Mary E. Thompson
After her ex insults her and breaks up with her, Sam is
determined to show him exactly what he missed out on. Sam's hurt, but Sam's no
push over. She's equally mad, too. And determined to make him eat his words.
Questioning if any man will ever look at her like she's
beautiful, Sam joins a local gym. She's led around by Brady, the gym's owner,
and is more than a little intimidated by him. His intensity scares her, but
something about him intrigues her more than she cares to admit.
When Brady defends Sam and tells her she's beautiful, she
struggles to accept his words.
As Sam works to figure out who she is, and what she really
wants to do with her career and life, Brady's strong and silent presence builds
her confidence. Until Brady dismisses her, making her think he's just as bad as
her ex. And that she'll never find someone who truly cares for her.
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“Are you okay?” he
I nodded, unable
to speak around the massive lump in my throat and the tears stinging my eyes. I
knew it I said anything I would lose it.
“Do you want to
I nodded again,
anxious to get away from so many prying eyes. They might be acting nice, but
sharing my most humiliating moment with hundreds of strangers was not my idea
of a fun evening.
Brady picked up
our stuff, carrying the drinks he’d bought us, the blanket, and our picnic
basket. I focused on getting the hell out of there.
When we got to
his Jeep Brady threw everything in the back while I climbed in, ashamed and
shocked. For a fleeting second I wondered if I should be afraid of Brady, but I
knew that was crazy. Brady wasn’t dangerous, not to me. If he hadn’t stood up
for me I would have questioned why I was with him. Instead he took out Cade
with one swing and I’d never have to deal with him again.
Brady got in the
car and turned the key, cranking up the air conditioning, then turned in his
seat. “Come here,” he said, pulling me to him.
console dug into my side, but I didn’t care. Brady’s arms closed around me and
I lost it. Everything I’d hid, all the fears I’d buried, all the shame I’d
felt, all the anger I’d carried… all of it poured out.
I sobbed against
his strong chest, my tears soaking through his shirt. His hands rubbed up and
down my back and his heart beat a steady rhythm under my ear. I let out
everything I’d been holding in for weeks. I hiccuped my breath and kept crying,
unable to stop once I’d started.
Brady was my
rock. He held me as close as he could. He was turned at an odd angle and I knew
his back had to be killing him. I tried to pull back but he wouldn’t let me,
keeping my face against his chest. He had my head tucked under his chin and he
kissed my hair, whispering kind words as I cried.
When I could
breathe again I eased back. Brady let me but didn’t let go of me. I couldn’t
face him. I looked down, keeping my eyes from his, unsure and afraid of what I’d
Nickname - Sam
Job - Photographer
Level of schooling - BFA in Photography
Birthdate - May 1
Birthplace - Buffalo, NY
Currently residing in - Winterville, NY
Favorite type of pet - Dog
Favorite place to visit - California
Significant other - Brady Wright
Most important goal - To be happy
Worst fear or nightmare - that my parents will never be proud of me
Favorite food - All foods
Wealthy, poor, or somewhere in between? somewhere in between
Secret desire or fantasy - No comment
What would you do if you won the lottery? Take care of my friends.
Mary E Thompson grew up loving to read, spending many night hiding under the covers with a flashlight to finish a book. As an adult she still stays up too late, but doesn’t need a flashlight anymore thanks to her ereader.
When Mary’s not reading she’s playing with her two kids or living out her real life romance with her hubby. She has a weakness for chocolate, Buffalo sports teams, and wine, lots of wine.