Sweet mother of Jesus Georgie was distracted.

The business was booming, the back room of the laundromat was flooded with people in the summer; either to escape the heat or just to try win some money.

Either way, Georgie’s Meemaw needed extra help and you were the best option.

Except…not for Georgie.

Because the summer heat also meant less modesty, and that meant Georgie couldn’t stop staring at you.

How could he not? You were his super hot romantic partner and he loved looking at you.

“Are you gonna keep lookin’ all cute or do I gotta sit you down and keep you in the corner?” Georgie smiled, his hand resting on his palm as he watched you lean over to empty one of the machines. “Or you could keep…right there.”