Fat

“I’ve done enough sweeping, thank you.” He tucked some hair behind her ear. “We’ve got to head to Bruce’s gym.”

“Yes, we want your paper to be perfect.”

“I don’t care about the paper. I’m happy with you the way you are. You don’t need to lose weight with me.”

“I know, I get it. I’m totally awesome, but you see, I happen to enjoy working out with you.”

“You do?”

“Hell, yeah, I get to see you all buff. Watching you lift weights has become a favorite hobby of mine.” She pressed her body against his. “Do you know what else?”

“I can think of a few things.”

“Mom’s not home, and it has been awhile since we’ve been in my bed. What do you say to having some special kind of fun?” She kissed his lips, and Noah groaned, his cock already filling, ready to fuck her.

“You’re a damn evil woman.”

“But I’m your evil woman.”

****

After the craze inside the cafeteria, life seemed to return to normal. Elsa’s and Noah’s relationship created a huge stir, and no one seemed to want to forget about it. She didn’t mind so long as people stopped staring. Kim wasn’t always happy about being around Kurt, but she did talk to him now. Elsa refused to get involved. Kurt had hurt Kim a lot over the years, and that was a great deal of pain he needed to handle himself.

Her mother finally backed off, and even though she was exercising with Noah, Elsa had stopped changing her diet. She ate what she liked, and was working out to keep herself healthy. She loved it, and she loved Noah as well.

They had stuck to their promise and had both planned for their future. Their college of choice was one that excelled in sports and business. They had applied, and were waiting to hear if they had both been accepted.

“So, Elsa, are you going to wear the dress I got you?” her mother asked.

“Lorna, enough,” Bill said.

“But?”

“No. I’m sick and tired of this. Our daughter is a great young woman. You should consider yourself lucky after everything I’ve heard. Elsa is a great student, wonderful daughter, and Noah is a brilliant boy. I’m fed up with you trying to change our daughter. She’s fine.”

“But her weight—”

“Has only ever been an issue with you. I’ve seen the way that boy looks at her. Our daughter is healthy, she’s happy, and as far as I’m concerned, you need to back the fuck off.”

Elsa tensed up in her seat. She’d never heard her father yelling before. Cursing, she’d heard him do a whole hell of a lot, but never at her mother.

“I’ve already got a dress I’m going to wear. Noah’s going to meet me at the prom.”

“Stupid prom, stupid county club,” Bill said. “I’ve lost my appetite.” He threw down his napkin and stormed off.

Elsa no longer wanted to eat.

Silence fell on the dinner table.

“He’s right,” her mother said.

“What?”

“I’ve been a horrible mother to you.” Lorna covered her face and started to cry. “Oh, Elsa, I’m so damn sorry.”

Looking around the room, Elsa frowned. Was she sleeping?

“You’ve been a good daughter, and I’ve turned into someone I hate so much.”

Elsa frowned. “What do you mean?”

“Your grandmother, when she was alive, she was so strict.” Lorna got to her feet, and Elsa helped clear the table. Her mother wasn’t talking about her father’s mother, her paternal grandmother, who had said she was fine the way she was. “I was on a diet most of my life. I don’t even remember not being on a diet. I was a bigger girl growing up, my grandmother being an exceptional cook. I loved going there, and eating her gravy and biscuits, fried chicken. Mom, she wasn’t so happy about that, and she hated anyone saying stuff about her daughter.”

Leaning against the kitchen counter, Elsa listened as her mother talked about growing up with a strict mother, her own grandmother, who she didn’t see very often.

“I can’t believe I actually turned into her. I promised myself growing up that no daughter of mine would ever have to live what that kind of crap, and yet I did it anyway.” Her mother broke down. “I’m so sorry, honey. I’m so sorry for everything. I love you the way you are, and I wouldn’t change you for the world.”

Elsa felt tears spring to her eyes, and when her mother opened her arms, she went to her.

“I love you, Elsa.”

“I love you, too, Mom.”

Chapter Eleven

Noah waited at the country club for Elsa to arrive. He was in one of the few tuxedos he actually owned, and he was looking forward to seeing his woman.

“She’ll be here soon,” Kim said.

“Why did you arrive before her?”

“My mom is one of the caterers. She wanted to be here to make sure everything arrived okay.” Kim sipped at her drink. “You dress up nice. Elsa is a lucky girl.”