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, and you

be there

Hot Ecology Guy: Can

getting my warm-up in before

Hot Ecology Guy: Can I run with

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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, at least he thinks I want to see

are you

you. Was I mistaken?” He’s trying to be playful, but there is a look of uneasiness that crosses his eyes briefly. He’s not

mean why are you here now? How long have you been outside my

make me sound crazy if I said all night?” He shoves his hands in his pockets and looks at the

camping out at

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

He opens his mouth. Closes it. Opens it again and then looks at the sky blowing out a huge breath. “Seriously, you are too

require another explanation, but I will let you get your thoughts in order.” I swing my small one shoulder backpack over my

and are in no hurry to get to 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