He stared at me with one quirked eyebrow, looking as sexy as ever. “What?” I asked as innocently as I could. I turned around slowly to face him, not wanting him to see what I knew would be sheer embarrassment on my face. Max, with the deep green eyes and a body that would make any woman glance in his direction. I froze and held my breath for another reason. “Uh, Sam?” a voice said from the doorway of my bedroom. “Do you come here often?” I asked in the deepest voice I could muster and batted my long lashes at my own reflection. “Hey, you sexy lady,” I said to the shapely woman in the mirror, twisting my hips first one way and then the other. My body looked different and I felt different. All of my hard work, all of the passed-up snacks, had really paid off. I smiled at my reflection in the tall mirror as I studied the way that my jeans hugged my hips and rear. I didn’t think the zipper would slide up so easily, but it did with one smooth zip. With a sigh of relief, I let out the belly I had been struggling to hold in. I grabbed my jeans out of the laundry basket beside my bed, and slid the pants up over my hips with my eyes squeezed shut. “Pole dancing class, here I come.” I was attempting to sound brave for myself, when I caught sight of the time on my alarm clock. “Yes, I will do this,” I said, looking down at the item on the list. I stared up at the cracks in my ceiling for a moment. I cringed at the idea of actually following through with it. I was tempted to just erase the item and replace it with something else. “What was I thinking?” I said out loud as I gnawed on the pencil between my teeth. But then again, I never would have thought I’d be able to lose so much weight either. When I had added it to my list, it was just a fun little whim, not something I thought I would actually do. I rolled over on my bed and stared down at it. But I had, and now it was time to look at the next item. I had written the list at a time when I didn’t really believe I would ever actually accomplish anything on it. It had ridges from the amount of times I’d folded it up and tucked it away. I ran my fingertips over the well-worn piece of notebook paper. Wanna know what inspired Sammy to write her bucket list? Visit my website below and get your complimentary copy of “Sammy’s Big Plan!” Coming Soon - Single Wide Female in Love!
0 kommentar(er)
