I stared at Kaden through the mirror as he leaned against the bathroom door, seeming to take up more than his fair share of space. He was taller than me, which was saying something, since I was well over average height for most women. I wasn’t a cute, petite little thing like every movie or book craves. I was lacking in the breast department, but made up for it in my hips. They were the only curvy part of me. I was lean, with strong, supple muscles, a fighter in every sense of the word.
WE LOVE A BIG GIRL
