Sweet for the Dad Bod by Kylie Marcus EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Kylie Marcus
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THIS ONE DIDN’T FIT EITHER. STRAINING the sides of the shirt, I yanked it toward the middle, hoping I’d reach the buttons.
I couldn’t remember the last time I tried on one of my dress shirts. It must’ve
been a while since none of them fit. Then again, the only dress shirt I wore
nowadays was my chief’s uniform.
“Alright, well, fuck you too,” I muttered in annoyance as I yanked the
shirt off and tossed it onto the ground before staring at my closet in
desperation. Sure, I’d put on a few pounds in the last couple of years, but to
the point where nothing nice fit?
I turned to the mirror, running my hand over my belly. Where it once had
lain flat, now it curved out like my dad’s—when had that happened?
Turning back to the closet, I stared down my options before deciding that
since it was a charity auction for the fire department, it wasn’t weird if I
dressed in my chief uniform. Satisfaction drifted through me as I pulled the
shirt together and slid a button into the hole without resistance.
My eyes drifted to the bedside clock as I finished doing up the shirt and
frowned when I saw the time. I was supposed to head over to city hall for the
auction in less than an hour. Sarah should’ve been here by now. We agreed to
drive together, after all.
Tucking my shirt into my open pants, my hand smoothed over my belly
once more, and a pang of regret went through me. I’d have to lay off all those
daily stops at Elsie’s bakery. As good as her scones were, they weren’t doing
my middle-aged body any favors. I looked like my dad and didn’t even have
Or—I could continue to eat the scones to get my daily dose of Elsie, and
maybe take up running again.
Hah. Who was I kidding? Not a chance in hell that was
happening. Although, as an older guy who was taken, I probably needed to
stop pining for her.
Grabbing my phone off the charging pad, I flicked it open to the contacts
and found Sarah’s name at the top. Pressing the call button, I tucked the
phone between my ear and shoulder as I finished doing up my pants and
moved to the closet again to grab a pair of dress shoes.
“Gavin.” She answered the phone breathlessly, an unfamiliar cadence to
“Hey, babe. Just wondering if you’re on your way yet. You didn’t hit
traffic on your way in from Pleasant Lake, did you?”
“Gavin.” There was that tone again, but this time it made my stomach
curl into a tight knot. My eyes flicked to the clock again. If she were only just
leaving, she wouldn’t make it to Sage River before the auction began. “I’m
“What?” I stopped moving as my brain took a moment to process what
she’d said. “If you’re going to be late, that’s fine. I’ll head out now and make
“No, Gavin, listen to me, please. I’m not coming. I’m not going to pay for
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