Over the course of the last three months, she had lost almost fifteen pounds unintentionally while she worked out and dieted with Greg. Because they shared dinner most evenings, she’d ended up giving up more decadent desserts. They ate homemade fruit and yogurt parfaits and other light sweet treats. Across the small café table, Tania chuckled. “You’d think you were dying of thirst the way you’re inhaling that thing.” She swirled her straw in the whipped cream and then licked it off. “Laugh all you want. I’ve been dying to be bad.” “So how is this diet working for Greg?” “Great. He’s lost twice as much as me. I’m taking him shopping soon.” Greg’s wardrobe seemed to be a combination of oversized t-shirts, baggy shirts, and bowling shirts. She couldn’t wait to see him in something more fitted. “After we get him some new duds and a haircut, you won’t recognize him.
