CHAPTER 9 - KIMBERLY
“YOU DID WHAT?” Annie asked on Tuesday morning.
“Hired a private investigator. I just thought I should mention it since he’s supposed to be coming by with an update. I didn’t want you to be alarmed since he doesn’t look like our usual clientele.”
Kayla put down her low-fat strawberry shortcake. “Then what does he look like?”
“Uh, big.”
“Chandra Boyce’s fiancé was big.”
“No, he was wide.” The silver medalist at last year’s US Sumo Open, to be precise. We’d definitely had to go with made-to-measure for his tuxedo. “Reed Cullen is just big all over. Tall. Muscly.”
Although he’d made the effort to wear a shirt, he’d risked bursting out of it at any moment the way the buttons had stretched so tightly across his chest.
“Handsome?”
“He desperately needs a haircut.”
