Daniel took us to a steakhouse for dinner and as always, he insisted that I order whatever I wanted. I thought back to the times where we had dined out and he had asked if I wanted dessert, most men I’d been with weren’t like that, they were more concerned about my waistline than if I enjoyed the meal, but not Dan.
I tried to watch him, for any signs that he might have maybe enjoyed me eating but he had a good poker face.
I wondered about his ex, Amber, she and I had markedly different bodies and I couldn’t fathom how someone could be attracted to two women of such vastly different sizes so I decided to dig a little deeper.
