CHAPTER 48

Sutton When something important is on your mind, sometimes you just have to blurt it out. So that is precisely what I did. “Do you think my ass is getting bigger?” Candice choked on the sip of diet soda she had just sipped. “Excuse me?” I frowned. “You heard me. Obviously, it is because your face resembles Old Man Mackey’s barn when it’s freshly painted, shit, damn, and hell. I’m really fatty, aren’t I?” Candice wiped her mouth with a napkin. “You do know that...