My Secret, My Bully, My Mates by Miss L

Wednesday I woke up to a text from Tyler.

Tyler Hot Ecology Guy: Good Morning Beautiful

Tyler Hot Ecology Guy: Can I still work out with you?

Me: No normal person is up at this time.

Tyler Hot Ecology Guy: You’re up…

Me: Like I said no normal person is up at this time

Me: People usually yell at me for getting up this early

Tyler Hot Ecology Guy: I couldn’t sleep

Me: Why?

Tyler Hot Ecology Guy: I thought you talking to me might have been a dream

Guy: I needed to check,

there in about

Hot Ecology Guy: Can I pick

getting my warm-up

Ecology Guy: Can I

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already doing here? I throw on sweats over my sports bra and shorts, grab my bag so I can actually shower this time and race down the stairs and open the door to Tyler’s smiling face. The look is cocky and smug. He could hear me racing around to get ready. Well,

are you doing

Was I mistaken?” He’s trying to be playful, but there is a

you here now? How

said all night?” He shoves his hands in his pockets and looks at the

have you been camping

for too long was terrible. There is definitely something about you that makes me calm.” “Huh.” I raise an eyebrow letting him know I very much think that is a line. “So what do you want to talk about first, the flirting like I am your mate when you told me yourself you know I’m not

up at me and I raise both of my eyebrows at him, daring him to lie to me. He opens his mouth. Closes it. Opens it again and then looks at the sky blowing out a

to require another explanation, but I will let you get your thoughts in order.”

the gym. It takes about fifteen minutes and neither of us have broken a sweat, but move right into training, both avoiding topics we don’t want to or can’t discuss, but I’m pretty sure he implied that