My growly, gorgeous personal trainer gave me equipment to work with that was long, thick, heavy, and hard.
I've been teased about my large size since I was a kid.
So this Christmas season, I decide to take matters into my own hands.
The gym has always been my personal hell, but not anymore because I've hired a professional trainer.
What I didn't expect is for my trainer to be so ... huge.
Patrick Walker has muscles that go on for days, a six pack that bulges, and a glint in his eyes that says come and get your bad boy.
Plus, he keeps giving it to me non-stop.
The sit-ups, push-ups and pull-ups are killing me.
I strain and stretch, hoping to rid myself of my curves by December 25.
But what if my gorgeous trainer says he likes my hills and valleys?
What if he says I look ripe and plush and ready for a candy cane because of them?
Will we do the taboo? Or will my trainer's candy cane go uneaten?
Curvy girls unite! Maisie learns to love her curves in this fun-filled tale of slick sweat, Christmas ornaments, and candy canes. Don't worry - she doesn't lose her curves and instead, learns to love them with the help of OTT alpha male Patrick Walker, and his hard, sweaty workouts. Even better - Patrick gives her a bouncing baby by the end! No cheating, no cliffhangers, and always an HEA for my readers.
