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Something between excitement and nervousness welled up in my chest as I opened it. Someone wanted to talk tome, at this time of the morning?

Forsex?

Maybe this whole hookup thing wouldn’t be so bad if it made me feelthiswanted.

OverEasy:Good morning

Good morning?

As opening lines went it wasn’t the most… seductive, but maybe that wasn’t the point. Maybe breaking the ice was all it had to do.

Hayden:Good morning

If it was good enough for him, it was good enough for me, right?

I tapped his name to go to his profile while I waited for a response and was confronted by a pair of rainbow-striped swimming trunks and a view of this guy from thighs to collarbones.

Tanned and muscular, but not so ripped that I was worried he might love leg day more than he loved anything else.

I had only the vaguest of ideas whatleg daywas. Aaron had talked about it—he was determined not to age—but I’d never bothered with the gym. I spent my entire workday on my feet and sweating in a kitchen, that was more than enough physical activity.

My brain snagged on the neat trail of dark hair that disappeared into the waistband of his swim trunks. Where had I seen those swim trunks before? They seemed so familiar, but I couldn’t put my finger on it.

OverEasy:How much more fun in person?

What?

Oh, shit. My profile. I really did leave it like that last night, didn’t I?

Hayden:I think I said slightly.

I’d just have to own it now.

I pulled on a pair of sweatpants that I’d left on top of my half-packed suitcase last night and tucked my phone in the pocket, heading for the bathroom.

As soon as I pushed the door open, I remembered where I’d seen the swim trunks.

They were hanging neatly over the towel rail now, dry and as brightly colored as they had been in that profile photo.

Hayden:Are you teasing me?

Wes. Wes was the one in the photo, which was why the app was telling me he was less than a mile away. He wasin the goddamn backyard.

OverEasy:Maybe the tiniest bit, but only because you’re cute

Hayden:Wes, I know it’s you

OverEasy:oh

OverEasy:what gave me away?

Hayden:your swimming trunks are still in the bathroom

OverEasy:shit

Yeah, shit.

The nerves and excitement evaporated like liquid nitrogen at room temperature. Of course it wasn’t someone who wasactually interested.