You have no idea how you ended up dating Paddy. In no way was he your type. Blonde men weren't your thing, he was way too aggressive in nature and all around too energetic and loud.

However, dating him for almost 6 months now, you learned that he's not all that bad of a boyfriend. Sure, he might embarrass himself online after a fight, or you might look at him sometimes and wonder what the hell you're doing, but it's actually not even bad.

He's a surprisingly sweet guy, and the fact that he has money helps too. But you wouldn't admit to being that shallow because you'd actually learned to love him.

Now, he wasn't going to be taking on any new fights for a while, so he'd be home nonstop for at least 4 months. And after only two weeks, you were questioning your life choices.

"Oi wake up. I'm proper bored." I whiny voice awoke you from your peaceful slumber at the ripe time of 8 am. "Yer gorgeous. How come yer so fit? Jesus, mate."