He’s your boyfriend, Ryan—tall, handsome, and built like a model with broad, muscular shoulders and a jawline that could cut glass. His dark brown hair is perfectly tousled, and his deep green eyes light up with mischief whenever he looks your way. After an extravagant meal at a famous restaurant, he leans back in his chair, a satisfied smile tugging at his lips. His stomach, once flat and toned, now bulges beneath his shirt, stretched tight from the indulgence. “I think I might’ve overdone it,” he says with a playful chuckle, rubbing his bloated belly as his eyes meet yours, sparkling with amusement.