introduce you. Liam, this tease is my oldest sister Dora." Sadie pointed to a large-sized girl who now had her pretty face propped up on her hands as she leaned against the side of the tub, eating up the gorgeous male with her hot gaze. "This is Liam. As long as you never get near his car, he's probably harmless."
Liam shot her a sly grin, and without intending to, she returned it. Don't go there, girl! He's too much man for you. There’s that warning voice again. That’s all she needed—to start hearing things.
Dora looked wickedly curious. "So what did he do to you in his car?"
Realizing how her sentence had sounded to her sister, she tried to back up, but it was too late. Now she understood the naughty grin. How the hell did she get herself into these fixes?
Liam cut in before she could answer. "I accidentally hit her with it."
Dora jokingly backed away and held up both hands. "He's all yours, Sadie. I like 'em rough, but that's a wee bit mean, even for me."
Just then Bea and another female wandered up to stand beside Dora. The three women were all the same size; the two were younger replicas of their mother.
Sadie often wondered if she was actually related to the other three females in her family. Every one of them was large, happy-go-lucky, and beautiful in her self-confidence. Whereas all Sadie’s life, she'd hated being chubby and, from the moment she'd left home, had worked hard to be the size she'd always dreamed of being.
She'd planned her meals around a sensible eating plan. And exercise not only became her way of life, it became the means for her to make a living.
"Liam," said Bea, pointing at the giantess beside her. “This is Sadie's sister Maggie, our brilliant financier who manages the family business."
Sadie saw him look somewhat bemused by the three strikingly attractive, full-bodied women who surrounded his side of the tub. She knew what a force her family was and how overwhelmed they made one feel by their dramatic presence. Heck, when the Bertolli females actively worked at being overpowering, awesome didn't even come close to describing their compelling attraction.
Liam, looking a bit stunned, whispered to her in a voice everyone heard. "I think I need to get in touch with my feminine side."
The boisterous laughter fueled by his remark made Sadie flinch. Too loud, too rough, too happy…just too much. Secretly, her family had mortified Sadie for as long as she could remember, and hiding her feelings from them had become a daily Oscar-winning performance.
Her friend Greta, after one wine-drinking, soul-sharing night of confessions, came to a conclusion that made the most sense. As much as Sadie loved them, they embarrassed her. To compensate, she gave in to them every time—except for once. She’d moved out and saved her soul.
Maggie's smile faded first, and then she leveled him with the old gimlet-eye Maggie-stare that had most people, men even more so, slinking for cover.
Sadie watched as Liam not only returned the look but had the audacity to wink. Oh-oh! Sadie thought. My friend—you're a goner.
Except that Maggie surprised her by winking back and saying. "Wanna join us for a barbecue, Gorgeous? I can promise such good food, you'll think you'd died and gone to Iron Chef Heaven."
Sadie secretly appreciated that Liam first glanced her way, eyebrow raised, silently asking for permission before accepting. Pretty classy for such a speed demon.
Not wanting to seem too eager for his company, because she wasn't—really—she shrugged her best “who cares,” turned away, then listened while holding her breath.
"Might not be a good idea, honey. Sadie is pretty annoyed with me, and with good cause. I wouldn't want to overstay my welcome.” With the water sluicing his muscular frame as he rose, he sloshed over to her and knelt closer. "I'm a hungry guy and the smells coming from the house have been driving me nuts, but say the word and I'll leave."
Dora and Maggie's