Friday morning, Maryanne stepped out of the shower and popped another piece of chocolate in her mouth. The mixture of dark chocolate, marzipan and pistachio hummed through her taste buds. She pinched her tummy, still less than an inch of fat, and tucked Lucas’ note into the box. They had a nice conversation, and he’d asked her to go hiking. With all the goodies he supplied, she’d be needing the exercise.After pulling on a spaghetti strap, dip-dyed lace cami and a pair of white hipster shorts,...
Published on December 27, 2012 00:00