Keeping Motivation

All night Shaun showered me with compliments. All night Ana refuted them.
"You're beautiful," he'd say.
"You'll not be even close to beautiful until you lose 20 pounds," she'd whisper.
"You're tiny."
"Is he blind?! You're a cow!"
He refuted my complaints of being fat with, "No, you're not fat at all!"
"Ok, fine," i consented. "I'm not fat, but i could afford to lose at least 10 pounds."
"30," Ana hissed.
"There'd be nothing left," he said, putting his hand on my stomach.
"Oh yes there would! There'd be far too much left," Ana said.
I was glad that i was the only one that could hear her. He'd probably get upset and yell at her or smack her right out of my life. She was only trying to help, and i certainly wanted to keep her in my life.
I opened my mouth to argue with his assessment of my weight, but he put his hand over my mouth. "Shut up," he said in a teasing voice.
I giggled girlishly. "Make me," i challenged.
"Fine, i will." And he smothered me with a kiss that lasted for what seemed like forever.
I came away smiling. "Ok. That worked."
He pulled me over onto his lap.
"Fatty, you'll break his legs," Ana taunted. Why did she always try to ruin everything?
I pushed her away. "Shut up, Ana. I'm not doing anything wrong. I'm not eating, and i'm sticking to the ABC, so why the hell do you have to bother me?"
"To keep you motivation up," was her answer.