When Bianca walked into the gym, she was nervous. She knew that the Irishman would be at it, punching the bags with all his power, for O’Grady took his sessions seriously. Laid back as he generally appeared to be, with his dash of personality, his rakish charm and general air of insouciance, he still remained deadly serious about his workouts.

Despite her bravado, she was more than a little squeamish about her appearance.

When she looked at herself in the mirror, her heart sank. The Masters might try to brush it off, do their best to convince her that she ws just a tad plump, but the reality was something...