I signed up for the LSU dating app for a bit of fun. Meet a girl, have a good time… You know the drill. Or that was what was supposed to happen. An error in the app’s code means that my blind date turns out to be a man. Not just any man, either. Nate Glover. The hot, popular footballer who’s a serial dater. Oh, and he’s straight too. So am I. I think. We start hanging out as friends. He introduces me to his sister. She’s cute and just my type. But why can’t I stop thinking about Nate? And why does he keep looking at me like that? Like he might be interested in something more than just friendship. Maybe we were matched for a reason, after all.