Prologue

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It was a Monday night. I had worked long hours and decided to end the night by scrolling through Tinder. So far, nothing good. 

Sarah, 30. I like long walks on the beach and martinis. Hit me up if you're in Florida!

Super hot, but has two kids. Not trying to be a stepfather. Also, I'm nowhere near Florida.

Lindsay, 27. My boyfriend and I are looking for a third, dm if interested

Not my thing. Besides, I'm not into guys.

Francis, 22. Looking for a good Christian husband. We will need to have at least five kids to carry on my family's legacy!

Yikes.

I guess I'm just not meant to find my girl on a random dating app. Oh, well. I was about to give up when one profile caught my eye:

Avery, 22. Graduate student at UCLA. Looking for a cute guy who can be the brawns to my brains :)

Instant swipe. This girl was so hot, and she was studying at UCLA? Smart girls are such a turn on for me. Within a minute, she matched me back and started typing. Hey cutie, what's up? ;)

Oh my gosh, she called me a cutie. Nothing much, wbu? 

Just hanging out with some friends.

It's too bad you're in Minnesota. I'd love to meet up. You mention welding in your profile, how is it? I've always wondered about what it's like to use powerful tools like that. It's kind of a turn on, to be honest

I couldn't believe what I was reading. This girl was perfect. Not only was she hot as fuck, but she was also super interested in me! I giggled like a little girl as I messaged her back. Inevitably, I ended up talking to her until 3am. God, I'm in deep now. Maybe I WAS meant to find my dream girl on a random dating app.


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