Living Large is the first of three anthologies dedicated to and focused on the joys and passions of plus sized women. Sexy has no limits as these four bestselling authors show through entertaining short stories. The beautiful real estate broker with a "size sixteen frame was certain to turn at least a few heads. Her perfect marriage to her high school sweetheart recently ended in divorce. This will be the first time facing her old classmates alone. Or will it?
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Sean, standing between his grandfather and uncle, lifted his glass of apple juice. Kelly felt her eyes fill. Blinking, she smiled through her tears. She took a sip, holding the liquor in her mouth for several seconds before letting it slide down the back of her throat. It detonated on impact. Sheldon nodded his approval. He placed his glass on a sideboard.
Jeremy walked over to Kelly and hugged her. The two-story, three-bedroom structure was the equivalent of one city block away from the ones occupied by Sheldon and Jeremy. The furnishings were formal and elegant. Every chair, table and lamp was meticulously positioned as if for a magazine layout. It was perfect, a little too perfect.
A slight frown appeared between her eyes. There was something wrong with the room. Suddenly it hit her! Staring at a sofa and matching love seat, Kelly mentally catalogued what she would rearrange. Firstly she would take down the drapes and replace them with a lighter weight fabric to let in the natural light.
Walking over the fireplace, she studied the framed photographs lining the mantel. Smiling, she recognized a younger Sheldon in a United States Army uniform with his young smiling bride. Ryan had inherited her smile. There were photographs of Ryan and Jeremy as children, and more of Sean at different ages. She heard footfalls, and turned around. Ryan had returned, holding a small wooden box. He cupped her elbow, leading her over to sit on the sofa. He placed the box on her lap. Staring back at her on a bed of black velvet was a solitaire ring with a large square-cut blue-white diamond; along with the ring was a pair of drop South Sea pearl earrings dangling from a diamond cluster, and a bangle of diamond baguettes.
My mother gave them to me a month before she died. She wanted me to give them to my wife. The pieces in that box were purchased from Cartier between and Jeremy was given his share. It was a perfect fit. She extended her hand. The light from a floor lamp caught the diamond, prisms of light catching and radiating from the flawless gem. Easing back, she stared at him. We can go up to Saratoga Springs, New York before the summer racing season ends.
We can take a real honeymoon during the Christmas break. She had to send out invitations, get a dress and select a ring for Ryan. That comes from working with young children. After all, they learn from example.
Kelly slept restlessly throughout the night, and when she left her bed at six she felt as if she had been up all night. She brewed a small carafe of coffee, drank several cups, then dialed the area code for D. Pamela answered the phone with a cheery, "Good morning.
Sighing, she realized she was safe. A loud sniffle came through the earpiece. Wait until I blow my nose. I had to tell Leo the good news. I need you to use your artistic talents and design an invitation for me. And you and I have to do some serious shopping in Chevy Chase. She and Pamela had gotten their love of shopping from their mother. It had rained steadily for two days, then the night before Ryan Blackstone was scheduled to exchange vows with Kelly Andrews, but after the rain had stopped, a strong wind swept the clouds across the sky to reveal an orange-yellow near-full moon.
Kelly stood beside Ryan, eyes closed, repeating her vows. She heard the judge telling Ryan he could kiss his bride, and her world stood still as she felt the pressure of his firm lips on hers, sealing their troth. It was over. She was now Mrs. Ryan Jackson Blackstone. Ryan pulled Kelly closer, her soft curves melding with the hardness of his body.
He tightened the tie, then turned to stare at Sean. What is it you want? They are having a Spider-Man party tonight. They invited everybody from school. Even Miss Kelly.
Sean, standing between his grandfather and uncle, lifted his glass of apple juice. Kelly felt her eyes fill. Blinking, she smiled through her tears. She took a sip, holding the liquor in her mouth for several seconds before letting it slide down the back of her throat. It detonated on impact.
It was mid-May, a glorious morning, and her favorite time of the year. The daytime temperature was predicted to reach seventy-eight degrees; the weather in New York City had gone from a damp and chilly spring to summer overnight, forcing her to modify her wardrobe. Hannah favored wearing lower heels because they were not only comfortable but practical. No matter how many times she greeted him with a smile he never returned it. She wondered if he even knew how to smile. She knew his job was to monitor everyone coming into and leaving the building, but a nod of acknowledgment would have been nice. In another two years she would celebrate her sixtieth birthday, and old habits were still hard to ignore.