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  1. Big Boned
  2. CONTENTS
  3. Dedication
  4. 1
  5. 2
  6. 3
  7. 4
  8. 5
  9. 6
  10. 7
  11. 8
  12. 9
  13. 10
  14. 11
  15. 12
  16. 13
  17. 14
  18. 15
  19. 16
  20. 17
  21. 18
  22. 19
  23. 20
  24. 21
  25. 22
  26. 23
  27. 24
  28. 25
  29. 26
  30. 27
  31. 28
  32. 29
  33. 30
  34. 31
  35. 32
  36. 33
  37. 34
  38. 35
  39. 36
  40. 37
  41. 38
  42. 39
  43. 40
  44. 41
  45. 42
  46. 43
  47. 44
  48. 45
  49. 46
  50. 47
  51. 48
  52. 49
  53. 50
  54. 51
  55. 52
  56. 53
  57. 54
  58. 55
  59. One Month Later
  60. Acknowledgments
  61. About the Author
  62. Copyright
  63. About the Publisher
  64. Backad 1
  65. Backad 2
  66. Backad 3
  67. Backad 4

I felt a buildup of energy and pressure all over, and then millions of tiny explosions on my skin as he traced the length of my spine. And then I think I almost blacked out when his lips left mine and he trailed kisses down my neck. I laced my hands through his hair, the loose curls that were blowing slightly in the breeze, and held on tight as his lips trailed kisses back up to my chin and then to my lips again. We stopped kissing, pulled away, and looked at each other for the longest time, and then he smiled. He reached up and ran his thumb over my lip. It quivered.

“Oh my God, why didn’t you say this was turning into a pool party!” We both looked back at the beach. Andile, Guy, and Thembi—with a gold bottle of champagne in her hand—all stood there looking at us.

“Well, that’s it!” Andile declared, whipping his jacket off and tossing it to the sand. Guy quickly followed suit, also tossing his jacket down. And soon they were all discarding their shoes and running into the sea. Even Thembi, who’d hiked her dress up high in one hand and had the bottle in the other.

“Best dance, ever!” Andile declared as he splashed Guy with water.

“Bastard!” Guy splashed him back, and we all laughed.

“Noooo!” I squealed as I got covered in the residual spray of water. Soon, we were all racing through the water in our fancy clothes splashing each other and laughing.

Last time I’d been in the water I’d been dying, but now, I was living in full-blown color. When we stopped racing around, Thembi held the bottle of champagne up in the air and popped the cork. The sparkling liquid shot up into the sky, and Guy tried to catch some in his mouth.

“A toast!” Thembi held the bottle out.

“What are we toasting?” Jake asked.

Thembi looked thoughtful for a moment. “To making new friends,” she finally said.

Andile shot me a conspiratorial look. “To making new friends . . . and more.”

I nudged him in the ribs and blushed.

“I’m good with that,” Jake said, shooting me a very loaded look.

“Great!” Thembi held the bottle high in the air and we all shouted together.

“To making new friends. . . and more.”

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