I shuffled through the pile of completely disorganized clothes in frustration. "I can't find anything in this mess!" i grumbled. "Jacob, please help me fold and organize these soon."
"There's not really a point in that, hun," he replied. "They'll just get all messed up again in no time. Besides, it's really not that hard to find something in them."
I raised my eyebrows skeptically. "Oh, really? Would you like to find me my red tank top then?"
He laughed. "Ok," he said, putting down his video game controller. "I'll find it for you."
I continued rooting through the clothes at his side. When i spotted something red, i snatched it up, only to glare at it in disgust. It was a pair of Jacob's sister's underwear--size large. "Ugh," i said as my face turned to a shade very much like that of the underwear. "Baby, does my ass really look big enough for those to be mistaken as mine?"
"Yes!" Ana chirped in triumphantly.
"I wasn't asking you," i told her.
Jacob shook his head. "No, sweetheart," he said gently. "Nothing about you looks big at all."
I wasn't sure if i believed him... I knew that i believed Ana though. "Then why did your mom put them in with my clothes when she was doing laundry if they don't look like they could be mine?"
He shrugged. "I don't know, love." He paused and got a teasing grin on his face. "Why don't you go ask her if your butt looks big?"
I rolled my eyes and playfully slapped his shoulder. "Oh, shush." Then i sobered and responded, "I'm sure she'd say it does... because it'd be the truth."
He got a frustrated look on his beautiful face, but still managed to patiently reply, "No, not the truth at all. I just wish you could see how beautiful you really are."
"But i'm not beautiful," i protested.
He wrapped his arms around me tightly and held me close, red tank top search forgotten. "You really are."
Ana shook her head. "No, she's really not. She could be... if she'd stop eating. But that has yet to happen."