The private room erupted in chaos.
"Dominic, keep your promise!"
"If you can't lift ninety-eight pounds, you really need to hit the gym."
"Who was it that joked he'd end up in the ER with a broken back earlier?"
Every eye in the room turned to Dominic.
Earlier, they'd been hooting and hollering because they wanted to see him get crushed under my 180-pound frame. Now they were jealous, green with envy that he got to hug me. After all, my current figure was the kind of supermodel physique that had graced the cover of Vogue.
Dominic clearly picked up on the shift in tone too. He straightened his collar, a smug little glint creeping into his eyes. "I gave my word, I'm not going to back out on it," he said, stepping forward.
He'd barely taken a step toward me when Sophie grabbed his arm
