Caly's POV (Blue Moon's Bite) “Caly I’m having some lunch brought up, did you want anything special?” Tucker pops his head inside my office to ask. “I am fine with whatever everyone else is having. I’ll go down and make some hot drinks for us. I want to stretch my legs a bit, besides, heaven forbid my ass gets any bigger than it already is.” I chuckle when Tucker looks at me like he’s been caught in a bear trap. I suppose most men wouldn’t want to be sucked into any conversation that includes ‘does this make my butt look big?’ I really could use the exercise, Tucker’s place has two elevators, but I don’t want to head back to Blood Pact and be wheezing on the third-floor landing. Or falling downstairs again. I slip off my heels and grab the black flats I have hidden in the bottom drawer

