My Chubby Lover novel Chapter 4

"Look, I know what I'm doing, and you clearly don't. This will be awesome for me to put on my college application."

She shook her head. "No, that's not going to happen. There's no way in hell that I'm going to be-"

"I'll do it anonymously. I can take pictures without your head, or anything that will give you away."

"You can do that?" she asked, curious.

"There are a great many people who like their privacy. I can help you with this."

"And you look awesome for college?"

"It's a win-win for both of us. You lose weight, I get a good education." he offered

She bit her lip, hating and liking it at the same time.

The last thing she wanted to be doing was allowing Noah to be near her. He wasn't an awful guy, but other than being a jock, she didn't know anything about him.

"So what do you say?"

"No one can know about this. Not your friends, or family."

"It's a secret." he promised

"Completely top secret." she added

"Okay, so completely top secret, let's go to my place," he said, walking away from her car.

"What?"

She jerked back and he chuckled

"My place. Let's get started. How long were you on the treadmill?"

"I don't know. I don't want to go to your house."

He turned toward her. "Do you want me to go to yours?"

"No."

"Then where do you expect us to get started?"

"What's wrong in there?"

"No, we've got some preliminary stuff to get done. We do it in there, it's got to be done through Bruce's books."

She groaned. "No, I don't want any record of what we're about to do."

"Then stop being a pain in the arse, and get in my car." he explained with a little frown.

"What about my car?" she asked.

"You don't want anyone to know about this, right?"

"Duh."

"Well duh, right back at you. Your car in my driveway is going to have a lot of people curious, asking questions. Do you want them asking shit about this?"

Once again she was stumped.

"You're right."

"You know, for a smart girl, it doesn't show."

She glared at him but couldn't find a reason to tell him otherwise.

Climbing into the front seat of his car, she held her bag tightly to her, and stayed silent as he pulled out of the parking lot.

She hated awkward silences, and she felt utterly tense.

"I'm not going to hurt you," he said.

"Oh, I know. I could probably squash you anyway."

"Okay, rule one, do not put yourself down like that."

"Excuse me?"

"I don't want any fat jokes, or comments when you're with me."

She frowned. "I get called them at school. In fact I've been called a lot worse, by you and your friends."

"Actually, not by me. I don't get involved with that crap. My friends, that's their deal, not mine. I don't put anyone down. I don't believe in that. In fact I actually believe in karma."

"Karma?"