Free One Size Fits All (The Classy ‘n’ Sassy Series Book 3) by Stephanie Haefner Page A

Sassy model.”
    “I did that already.”
    She turned her screen and pointed to a picture of Oliver with his dildo box on the “About Us” page. “Chanel saw this and told me about it.”
    Of course she did. “I’m sorry. I must’ve missed it. I’m pretty sure I deleted the rest of his photos and removed all his info.”
    “As soon as you can, please go through and double check.”
    “I already checked the whole site,” Chanel piped up. “The rest is clear.” She flashed Penny a stellar smile.
    “Great. So are we done here?”
    Mia continued. “Chanel thinks we need an overhaul on the social media platforms. Can we integrate them with our Web site better? She said there’s a way to do that.”
    Then just have Chanel do it, since she’s your pet now. “Absolutely. I’ll get right on it.”
    Penny left before anything else could be said, tears threatening to spill from her eyes. This sucked. Six months ago she was part of the Classy ’n’ Sassy team and no one second-guessed her. She had friends who adored her. She had a husband and was trying to get pregnant. Now all of that was gone.
    Her phone dinged in her hand. Another text from Theo.
    We’ll figure smethng out. I can’t wait to see u
    And it was exactly what she needed.

CHAPTER Eight
    T he rest of the week dragged by for Thor, even though he was busy. He’d talked to Penny on the phone a few times and they’d texted back and forth like crazy. His heartbeat sped with just the sound of his text alert.
    It was finally Saturday, and even though he couldn’t sleep in much, he loved Saturdays. It was the season opener for his varsity squad. They worked so hard each day at practice and he was pumped for their first real game. His first real game as head coach. He’d been coaching peewee kids for years, but this was high school. It was a whole different ball game, literally.
    He arrived early, and was the first one there. He wanted to make sure everything was set up just right. His players started to arrive about an hour before kickoff. He instructed the assistant coaches to lead square drills while he went over his plays, deciding which to run first.
    Fans started to fill the bleachers, decked out in orange and black, their school colors. It was a gorgeous Indian summer day, sunny and warm, with a cool breeze. Perfect for a football game.
    He breathed deep, watching his players warm up, the stands filling, the scent of popcorn and hot dogs filling his nostrils. Man, he loved this game. His mom had, too. He couldn’t step on a field without picturing her face. She’d never missed a single game—neither the ones he played in, nor the ones he coached. Most kids would’ve been embarrassed by their moms in the stands, decked out in school colors, cheering louder than any other parent or the cheerleaders combined, but not him.
    She would have been so proud of him, finally getting to coach the big kids. When he’d fucked up his knee and playing was no longer an option, she hadn’t cared about the money he’d lose or the big fancy house he’d no longer be able to buy her. She told him he’d find a way to be happy and make the game part of his life, and encouraged him to become a coach.
    She was like that. When one door closed—which had happened to her over and over in her lifetime—her positive nature always kept her looking forward, searching for the next opportunity.
    He’d never been a spiritual man, but he liked to picture her with a glowing halo, wearing her Kenville team jersey. Cheering him on, like always.
    “Coach!” His assistant’s voice shook him out of his daze. “You ready for the coin toss?”
    Thor adjusted his black and orange ball cap as the sun brightened around him, warming his skin. “Absolutely.”
    Mom was watching. It was going to be a great game.
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    PENNY LEFT Marco’s, her last interview of the day, feeling far less enthusiastic than when she’d started that afternoon. Apparently she was completely