Big Sexy Love: The laugh out loud romantic comedy that everyone's raving about! by Kirsty Greenwood

Author:Kirsty Greenwood [Greenwood, Kirsty]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-06-28T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-One

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Sonny arrives at our booth with a massive pizza topped with meatballs. It’s ginormous. And it smells delicious, all tomatoey and spicy and terrible for me.

‘How you doin?’ Seth says to the pizza, an eyebrow raised flirtatiously. He picks up the pizza slicer and separates it into slices. ‘You lookin’ real fine.’

Chuckling, I pick up a slice. It’s all doughy and heavy, the slice drooping in my hand, cheese sliding precariously to the left.

‘Hold it like this!’ Seth folds it slightly at the end. ‘Trust me, I am a pizza expert.’

I follow Seth’s instructions and take a small bite.

Oh.

Oh.

I take another, bigger bite, the salted tomato sauce bursting with flavour in my mouth, combined with the gooey cheese.

‘Oh my god,’ I whisper. ‘Great Scott! Meatballs. On pizza. Fuck yes.’

Seth looks me in the eye, nodding slowly, chewing down on another mouthful. ‘Fuck. Yes.’

We go quiet while we munch down. At home I try to keep my meal choices simple and healthy – rice and veggies, chicken salads, lentil soup. Right now I realise I have been an idiot the whole time. I should have just been eating meatball pizza my entire life.

I’m just finishing up my last slice when the alarm goes off on my phone. I wipe my tomatoey mouth with a paper napkin, and pull my phone out of my satchel to turn the alarm off.

‘Time to go!’ I say, folding the napkin and placing it neatly on top of my plate.

‘You set an alarm?’ Seth asks incredulously.

‘Of course!’ I say, patting my stomach in satisfaction. ‘I can’t miss the next ferry? I really do need to get to Wall Street.’

‘Fair enough,’ Seth says, looking slightly disappointed. When he goes to the bar to settle the bill, I double- and triple-check that I have the letter in my satchel. I do. I definitely have it. It’s right there and it’s not going anywhere except for right into Chuck’s hands.

I pull my umbrella out in anticipation of the rainy walk back to the terminal.

When Seth’s paid and hugged Phyllis and Sonny goodbye, I call out my thanks for a delicious meal, drain the last of my beer and head to the door.

As I step out of the bar and flip open my umbrella, the wind blows so fiercely that it turns completely inside out.

Argh!

I yelp, trying to wrestle my brolly back into shape, meanwhile getting absolutely soaked through by rainfall that feels like someone chucking a bucket of water over my head.

‘Help!’ I yell as I grapple with the umbrella, ducking as one of the spokes almost stabs me in the boob.

Seth appears behind me, mouth agape at the state of the sky.

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