Big buns mean more fun. I know it’s true because I spent summers with my best friend and his sister as a teen. Kimmi and I shared enough laughs to make me realize, even then, that she was meant for me. But our family got in the way, and over the years I lost hope that I’d ever have a chance with my big booty cutie. Except now, her brother is married and finally minding his own business. Or at least distracted with his own love story. If I can get Kimmi to remember how good we can be together, I can win her. I know it. She thinks I don’t notice her. What she doesn’t realize is I’ve been dreaming of her lush curves. Of kissing that sweet grin from her lips. Of keeping her forever. I like buns, hun. After all these years, I’m going to show her who I really am: The man who can handle all that junk in her trunk… and her tender heart.