After months gaming online and flirting via text with FlexDragon595 I didn't expect to be dumped on our first date.
I'm too all the things he's not looking for. Too tall. Too thick. Too much.
He thought I was talking shit when I bet I wouldn't be "too much" to bag his father. I'm not too proud to confess that spite drove me to track down FlexDragon595's dad and prove it.
Kenton Frost doesn't care if I'm too tall for his five feet seven inches. He doesn't care if I'm too thick next to his compact muscles and trim frame. He definitely doesn't care that I'm too young for a man with a son my age. All my too muchness is exactly what he's looking for in a soulmate.
Until he finds out I met his son first.
Until he finds out, spite forged our introduction.
Maybe I'm hoping for too much, thinking he could forgive the circumstances of our meeting and keep me forever. Maybe FlexDragon595 was right all along. Maybe I am too much.
