Spring Fling (Dating Season Book 1) by Laurelin Paige & Kayti McGee

Spring Fling (Dating Season Book 1) by Laurelin Paige & Kayti McGee

Author:Laurelin Paige & Kayti McGee [Paige, Laurelin & McGee, Kayti]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781953520425
Publisher: Paige Press, LLC
Published: 2021-05-02T18:30:00+00:00


Eight

“Dating is about finding out who you are and who others are. If you show up in a masquerade outfit, neither is going to happen.”— Henry Cloud, How to Get a Date Worth Keeping

You’re a wise one, Henry. I bookmark the site, so I can come back later. My boyfriend is here. A few days ago, at a celebration after his SuperFit competition, Finn introduced me as his girlfriend to a competitor. So it’s official; we’re a couple. Dating advice is now a thing of the past. I’ve graduated to relationship articles, and the site I’m on says couples who cuddle together, stay together. Tonight we’re going to watch a show, because I can’t even imagine going out with my quads like this.

When I open the door, Finn, glorious against the backdrop of a tangerine and violet sky, frowns. “You aren’t dressed.”

I glance down at my joggers and T-shirt. I did indeed remember pants. So… “I’m dressed.”

He steps inside. “You’re wearing pajamas?”

“Lounge wear.”

“How fast can you get ready?”

“Like…making popcorn ready? I didn’t think you’d want any.”

He chuckles. “Like clothes. For the show we’re going to?”

Ah, it appears there’s been a misunderstanding about the type of show. “It’s um”—I wink—“like Netflix-and-chill kind of show.”

Emphasis on the “chill” part. Finn and I haven’t had sex since the blue balls. The taxing mental preparation for the SuperFit competition apparently required no surplus energy be expelled in bedroom activities. After he won, I thought he’d throw me over his shoulder caveman style. I was wrong. Once the celebration ended, he needed to rest his muscles.

“Sitting around all night?” he asks. “That’s not really my vibe.”

It’s my whole vibe, so that’s concerning.

I follow him into the living room. “It’ll be romantic.”

“Babydoll.”

Since we’re now a couple, I’m babydoll. So there was no misunderstanding, I clarified this is a true pet name.

“You’ve been home all day,” he says. “Let’s go out. It’s good to be flexible.”

His boyish grin doesn’t make a dent in my staying-in-tonight armor. I’ve gone with him to work out three times a week. That’s six times in two weeks. That’s more than I’ve done in my entire life. Plus, I’ve given up pasta. We never have dinner dates at Italian places, because his macro count rules his meal choices.

I’m definitely flexible.

I even look the other way when he gets more waxes than I do, so no hair will distract from the clean lines of his muscles. And let’s not forget the couple’s tanning date last week. The least romantic thing ever. I have zero desire for couple’s melanoma later on. I tipped my girl twenty dollars I couldn’t afford to not turn my bed on.

I even decided to queue up Jack Ryan for tonight so that Finn won’t have to suffer through deciphering the Letterkenny jokes my friends and I favor. So really, I’ve made an awful lot of concessions to his vibe. He can give me this. The whole reason I wanted to stay in was because his gym overworked my body.

“Well, I haven’t been home all day.



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