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I scrolled through the messages so he could read them. He lifted an eyebrow. “Why is this turning me on?”
I snorted. “Probably because we love a game,” I mused.
Let's be uninteresting together, I typed out.
“That’s what you came up with? How do you get anyone to suck your dick?” Ari mused.
I lifted an eyebrow. “I don’t need game with a face like this,” I shot back, ignoring the pang of guilt that sliced through my insides.
K: You have the wrong number. Hopefully whatever girl you ditched doesn't ever text you back.
“No way,” I muttered, quickly responding.Kara?
I tapped my fingers on the bench, my earlier amusement gone, replaced by annoyance. Waiting for her response, I watched the bubbles showing she was typing…but then they disappeared. The minutes passed and I realized she wasn’t planning on answering.
It's B.S. to pretend this is the wrong number and ignore me, Kara. It's like putting blood in the water.
The picture that came in then, it was life changing. Like my DNA had been rewritten. Like my stars had rearranged themselves.
I didn’t believe in love at first sight.
I didn’t believe in love at all.
But if I could have, I would have fallen in love with the girl in that picture.
Her face left me breathless, with sharp, delicate features that seemed almost too perfect to be real. Long black hair cascaded down her shoulders in soft waves, framing her face in a way that had my heart racing. Her verdant eyes hit me in the gut, pools of emeralds I wanted to dive into. They were eyes I could get lost in for days on end, drawing me in with their hypnotic gaze.
The girl’s face was like a lightning strike of beauty and rebellion, with full lips that begged to be kissed…or wrapped around my cock.
She was flipping me off in the picture, a firecracker for sure–the kind of girl who could make my blood boil with desire.
I stared at her picture, obsession stirring in my veins.
“Dude. Where’s that picture from? That’s girl’s fucking fiiiine.”
I jolted. I’d forgotten Ari was there. Quickly swiping from the picture, irrational anger threaded through me that he’d seen her.
Ari gave me a knowing look. “Sharing is caring. Especially when she looks like that.”
“Get fucked,” I huffed, ignoring his existence when it hit me...it was still probably Kara sending me these texts. Which meant the perfect goddess in this photo could be anywhere in the world, impossible to find.
Please, please don't be Kara.
K: I believe I already told you I wasn't her. Now, good day, sir.
I felt a tinge of relief. I mean, I had thought that there was no way Kara could be sending these messages. So there was a chance…
What's your name?
K: I said, good day, sir.
Please. ????
K: I’m not giving you my name, you creep. Ever heard of stranger danger?
I laughed, and Ari shot me a look as he finished getting dressed.
You literally just gave me your picture, but you're afraid to give me your name? Maybe you are Kara.
