Such a sacrifice he had made for her as he attempted to demolish both delicious ice-cream sundaes to save her from the guilt of the scales.
He thought it was such a pity that those bathroom scales should still be under such scrutiny from her.
He was just accepting of who she is not what she looked like. It could be said that he was hungry for her
This is a response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘Putting My Feet In the Dirt’, July Writing Prompts hosted by ‘M’