“You are not fat,” he insists with a severity that’s totally lost on me because it’s warming my heart. I go for a full-on hug. “Thank you. I’ve decided I’m not going to argue with you about this.” His body relaxes over mine, enveloping me. His voice is rough. “You couldn’t even if you wanted to. I don’t fight with females. I’ve learned it’s a waste of my time.”
