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Covering my yaith a fist, I stretch hts here everyto work at the oil refinery down the road He’s the only one here at this hour, but soon all the night shift nurses will arrive for their after work spin class Those women are rock stars

“I wasn’t snoring, was I?”

He drags a towel across his silky shaved head “Nah, Sunshine, you sleep like a little angel”

My phone buzzes again and then again a second later The inco texts aren’t misspelled lines of adoration from Cat It’s a text from Nathan

Hey Beautiful

Hope work is going well I can’t sleep because I can’t stop thinking about you

Love you!

My thumb types I love you too, and sends the reply A knot forh that turns into a yawn A year ago I would have fal

len to pieces had he textedso sweet at such a rando Now…it just feels like nothing I used to pray that Nathan would ask h mutual friends And then he did, and life esome What happened?

“What’s wrong, Sunshine?” Austin coos frohts and heads over to the weight bench “You look all sad and shit”

“You don’t have to call me Sunshine all the ti under the spout “My name is Delaney”

Austin leans back on the bench and begins shoulder presses “I can’t help it, Sunshine Maybe it’s that char personality of yours”

I flip hier while I sip from o suggesting things you can’t fulfill”

I roll my eyes and head back to the front desk to hide the red that rushes into my cheeks Yeah okay My life isn’t perfect But I have a boyfriend who lovessloork hours, and lalance back at Austin and he giveswith every press Watching hot guys puht isn’t exactly terrible working conditions Maybe my life isn’t so bad after all