Curves Envy - Alphas Love Curves: BBW Billionaire Romance by Scarlett Avery Page A

seduced a hot guy at brunch last Sunday. When were you going to tell me?”
    “Dev, there’s not much to talk about. The last time I randomly met a handsome stranger, he turned out to be a cheat. I’m sure this guy was having fun and I’ll never see him again.”
    “Lia said he has brunch every Sundays at Vanilla Beans. Why don’t we all go this weekend to try to catch him?”
    “Give it a rest, Dev. Lia has been pestering me all week about this, but I don’t want to get my hopes high just to see them crashing in front of my eyes when I realize Mr. Handsome is not so great. Let’s face it, my dating record sucks.”
    I won’t lie. I’ve tossed and turned in my bed every night this week reliving every moment of my magical Sunday afternoon, but when I wake up, I’m painfully aware of the fact hot men don’t go for big girls—not in New York City anyways.
    “Candy, you’re so full of shit sometimes.”
    Tell me how you really feel about me, Devin. Why bother calling me if it’s to get on my case? “If you called to give me a pep talk or to scold me, don’t. I’m not interested in believing it’s possible for me.”
    He sighs heavily on the other end of the phone before he goes silent. I know he’s still there. He’s most likely preparing his rebuttal.
    “I’ve always thought you were selling yourself short. You made a courageous promise to your dying grandmother and you’ve lost a shitload of weight in the past year. Your eyes are to die for. You look like an American version of Adele. You’re the sweetest person I know and you’re sharp like a whip. Why can’t you believe there’s a guy out there who would die to find those qualities in a woman even if she’s not built like supermodel Doutzen Kroes?”
    “It’s been my experience that hot guys want hot skinny women. I’m average-looking at best and I’m overweight.”
    “You win. I’m not going to argue with you or else I’ll get upset. I love you so much and I wish you’d see what I see when I look at you, but we’ve gone down this road so many times.”
    I can hear the exasperation in his voice and I appreciate what he’s trying to do, but I’ve had a love-hate relationship with my body for the past five years and it’s not about to change. Nevertheless, his reaction makes me feel guilty.
    “I know you care about me and I love you for being such a good friend. Yes, I kept my promise to my grandmother and I’m now a healthier person, but I’m still a big girl by society’s standards. We’re not living in the fifties where being plump was the norm. Our new stick-figure standards of beauty influence how men see me and for the most part, it’s as someone who’s undesirable.”
    “You kept saying Vince worshipped your body.”
    “At this point, everything surrounding Vince is laced with lies and deception. I have no doubt he was feeding me his crap in order to make it easier for me to spread my legs open. His wife is a skinny bitch with a swollen belly, but all of a sudden he’s into big girls?”
    The thought of how Vince played me for a fool makes me see red. There’s a part of me desperate to believe he meant what he said and sometimes I still do, but there’s also a part of me that feels nauseated by his actions.
    “How’s work?” Devin abruptly changes the subject. I’m annoyed and relieved at the same time. I’m sure this will boil over quickly and just like me, he’ll quickly forget all about the dashing man who flirted with me on a perfect Sunday afternoon.
    “It’s good. Although it’s been a pain since my former boss Christine decided to work from home and Jennifer Lau was appointed to the new position of editor-in-chief, I still enjoy what I do and I consider myself to be extremely lucky.”
    “Good. I’m happy your bitchy boss isn’t making your life as much of a living hell as she did when she first started six months ago.”
    “Thankfully she’s found new victims to harass.” 
    I have a super-cool