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frowned at the inflection in her voice that hinted at self-loathing over something of which she had little control.
    He held out his hand. “I’m Mac. It’s short for MacKenzie.” He canted his head toward the other men. “The man by himself is my best friend Gareth. The other two in the blue and green t-shirts are Zach and Derek respectively.”
    “I—um…it’s nice to meet you. I’m Jessi.” She waved toward her companion. “This is Kelly.” Jessi rested her hand in his briefly before jerking it back and wiping it on the napkin in her lap.
    Mac wasn’t sure whether to be insulted or amused. “Well,” he replied with a grin. “You’re probably right about the sugar. It would only make you sweeter.”
    Jessi pressed her lips together and then scowled up at him. “Don’t you mean fatter?”
    Ah…so that’s what’s wrong. She’s under the mistaken impression that we think her too heavy, he said to Gareth, whom he knew could hear the entire conversation between them.
    Bending down, he set the sugar down, rested his hand on the table and met her gaze. “Sweetheart, not all men want a thin woman hanging on their arm.” He glanced back at Gareth before turning his attention back to her. “As a matter of fact, my friends and I prefer a little meat on our women. We ah…like it a little rough and like to know that we aren’t going to break our partners.”
    Her face reddened even more as he took a moment, letting his gaze wander down over her lush curves and licked his lips. “And from what I can see, you’re damn near perfect. Don’t let anyone tell you anything else.”
     

Chapter Five
     
     
    Jessi gaped at the man as he winked, straightened and then sauntered back to his table, sugar in hand.
    He likes curvy women. She shivered as goose bumps covered her arms. “Oh, my,” she whispered as she met Kelly’s gaze. “What do you think of that?”
    Jess wasn’t sure what to think, herself. Was the man serious, or did he say that just to mess with her head? She leaned forward. “Do you think he’s serious?”
    Kelly glanced toward the four men, fanned her face and sighed. “I hope so. Which one do you want?” She licked her lips. “Because I have to tell you, I can’t choose between the second pair that strutted through here like a couple of proud Tom cats.” She frowned. What did he say their names were, Zach and Derek ?”
    “It doesn’t matter. As soon as they see us clean our plates, they’ll be running for the exit.” Jessi sighed and met Kelly’s gaze. “In my experience, men usually say one thing, but mean another.”
    “Same here,” Kelly whispered. “But when have you ever heard a man say he preferred a big girl over a thin girl? Damn, Jess. He called you perfect.”
    Jessi picked up her sandwich and stared at it for a minute before she took a big bite. To hell with nibbling the damned thing. She was hungry. Raising a brow, she chewed it and swallowed. “We’ll see what he thinks after we’re done with our lunch. If they’re still interested after that, maybe we’ll stay here for a few days, after all.”
    “Yes!” Kelly grinned and took a healthy bite of her sandwich.
    “Don’t get your hopes up,” Jessi mumbled as five women strode in. They, too, were in costumes—sexy-as-hell costumes. One, dressed in a rust-colored body suit, nude stockings and four-inch spikes shook her bushy fox tail when she saw the four men in the back of the diner.
    While Jess was comfortable in her own skin, it had taken her years to get there. She knew what kind of woman men like that liked, and it was standing in the doorway. All five of them were thin and just what men usually wanted, right down to their tiny, perfect feet in their spiked heels.
    The fox whispered to her friends, who were dressed in equally seductive costumes. They chuckled softly and made their way to the back of the restaurant, each of them shaking their pert little asses as they meandered past the four men who,