Chapter 1

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It was only three in the morning, when Zoe called Brad freaking out because of a  spider that was in her bedroom. Knowing she wouldn't sleep otherwise, he drove all the way over to her apartment with his trusty fly swatter. At his arrival, he was greeted at door with a statement which had absolutely nothing to do with the spider in her bedroom. She said, 'I hate the way my thighs rub together'. Brad knew she was insecure about her weight, so he calmly replied, 'I hear what you're saying, but my dear, have you realized that you're the only one complaining? Not once have I said you needed to loose some weight, not once have I complained about your size or shape. Have you ever heard me say I hate the way your thick hips move to and fro?'

Zoe then averted her eyes then softly said no. So he continued, 'I don't have a problem with the softness of your tummy. When you see the same as I do and say ewww. I say yummy. Yes Zoe, I see you as delicacy, some may call it an acquired taste. I stand in owe of you now so please, don't scrunch your face. I know society told you that you're shape isn't fine but I know you're healthy, though not light, but all that there is mine'.

She then looked at him with tears in her eyes. Then he took her tightly in his embrace and said, 'please love you like I do, don't disrespect the skin I love to touch'. 

She then leaned on his shoulder and said, 'Brad I love you so much'. He asked what had happened if everything was okay. With tears streaming down her face she exclaimed that, she's too fat and she saw his assistant who is much slimmer than she is.
Brad knew this was the real cause of her being over emotional and that even if there was a spider it didn't really matter at the moment. Brad took hold of her hand and led her to the sofa , where he assured her that she was the only one, that no one in the world could take her place in his heart.

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