The lie tasted bitter on his tongue and Eric crossed his arms. He grimaced, hoping it would pass for a grin. “Yeah, it look’s great, babe.”
“Does it make me look fat?” Tami twirled in front of the triple mirrors, looking over her shoulder at the back of the dress.
“Fat? You could never look fat.” Eric glanced at his watch. Every other day this week
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