Dating Seasons (Completed)

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's give hi

eir interests. Now that I know that exists, I'm obsessed. I'm a champion napper. I'm sure Austi

xclaims, when I swipe to a beefy man with

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k out, your mom's yard would be the victim and she'd neve

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resume the process. An older man with chestnut hair and light-bro

a sleep doctor. I bet

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ng to build up

rs the mouse. "Let's find some variety. You need a buffet,

y world, he's Granny Mae's famous fried chicken." And I'll never get to taste him.

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didn't plan to fall for a fri

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ters as I sway on what have morphed into Jell-O legs. I swing open the door, rest my back against the wood, and close my eyes. I'm not sure

lways pictured tha

ised yet again." Well, imagine my surprise to see I am not in the bathroom when I open my eyes

try not to squee aloud. His fawn-colored walls are decorated with abstract art, but what's really grabbed my attention is the headboard o

am I seeing things? I bl

er, and yep,

is kinky. I can't even with this information. Am I into that? My body's reaction says I am. It

to where I should've been all along. After splashing co

on the keyboard. "I've decided, we gotta

le and

arties in his beanie. Isn't a chef." Doesn't handcuff you to the

rible and b

on already, while you were in the bathroom." She stands

s bedroom. Once the app is downloaded, it's decided I'm staying the night so we can continue ou

st guy that messages back is the one

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s that way. Right?" She holds

y finger loops arou

pinkies and handcuffs cloud my pounding head as I untangle myself from the blanket swaddling me on the coach. I sit u

ity leads me to the app. No matter what's there, or how horrified I am at my drunken c

message in my inbox is

e dark-haired, blue-eyed man

Before I read his message, I look him up to refresh my memory

simple mes

and sweet. I