Astrid + Cole
More than anything else, it had been a relief to be able to push through a whole workout again, and Cole had gone a little giddy with it. "I figured I had to try bouldering, given I was living in Boulder," he admitted. Heidi had inspired him, but the activity worked well for his frame, as well as allowing him to push himself knowing there were safety precautions in place. "You got any new tricks up your sleeve?"
Cole had actually taken Connor out to the park during the training they'd shared, and Astrid wasn't wrong. "Guys too," he informed her, grinning. His interests didn't lean in that direction, so he'd had to turn them away, but it entertained him how well it had worked. "What the fuck has been happening that a shelter full of pregnant women doesn't seem weird?" he asked. Jase had given him very few straight answers, but his mom had been a lot more forthcoming, at least about family gossip. Which still left all of the rest of town.
He laughed, holding up his hands in surrender. "And this is why I'm not coming for you and your army of gym bunnies," he agreed. He might be able to knock a few bros heads together, but the ambitious driven type would find him far too insubstantial. As Astrid said, he was better off working security, and he genuinely loved it. "Guard with a guard dog now," he teased, amused by the idea of Connor in the role that ought to belong to some ferocious Rottweiler. "But I'll come be eye candy for you and your clients any time you want."
At first, he honestly couldn't think what else would be on-the-nose except a song about returning: until Astrid started naming songs with 'sugar' in the title. "You're on!" He wouldn't ruin the surprise by telling her which song, though. "But before I go talk to Ash, tell me what's been going on with you."