Cuffed For Love - Page 5

“What the fuck?” I reach over and haul over the laptop I dropped on the counter last night. “Tell Bells to give me her sign in information.”

“Bells says to make your own account.”

I curse and pull up the website. “If I get some janky ass spam from this, I’m going to take it out on you. Tell Bells that.”

“How is that a punishment for Bells?”

“It just is.”

“I should have let the neighbor’s car run you over when you were a toddler.”

“Well, you didn’t. Okay. I’m in. What’s Joy’s account name?” Bells shouts it in the background.

“Bells wants to know your account name.”

“Why?”

“So she can follow you.”

“I’m not going to post anything.”

“You’re not going to win Joy over if you don’t post anything.”

“I have to court her on social media? This is fucked up.”

“Welcome to the new century, old man.”FourJoyI hit upload on my latest video. It was done live, but I still uploaded it for people who didn't get a chance to tune in so they can watch it too. It had been fun letting everyone help me pick what to wear for my date. My followers know me well. I was scared that I’d end up in heels and a dress.

They hadn’t disappointed me though. I ended up in overalls that were shorts and a long sleeved red shirt that matched my sneakers. My hair was down, and I only put on a light amount of makeup. I’m addicted to shimmer, though, and I always have to put some of it on my cheeks.

It’s still strange to me that so many people are interested in the things I do. I try my hand at a bunch of different things from making cookies to refurbishing old furniture and once in a while applying makeup. I’m not that great at the makeup thing, but I’ve learned a ton from others on social media. So I pass along whatever tips I can. Sometimes I’ll ramble on about books I’ve read. Their favorite is when I draw characters on my tablet.

“I need you to take some pictures for me,” I call out to Cece. She strolls in a few seconds later. I hand her my phone and strike a pose.

“They did good. You look cute but sexy.” I look down at my outfit and agree. A lot of days I tend to wear yoga pants. The plus side to recording from your computer is that a lot of the time you only have to be dressed from the top up.

I move over toward the door, letting her take a few more pictures before I have to head out.

“How did they come out?” Cece walks over toward me to show me.

“You look gorgeous as usual. I’ve already favorited the ones I like the most.” I don’t even question her picks. I know she would never steer me wrong. I upload the pics with a cute caption and put the phone in my purse.

“I’ll call you in one hour,” she reminds me as we walk to the front door. We came up with an escape plan just in case I was having a miserable time.

“Got it.” I double check to make sure I have everything.

We both jump when someone bangs on the front door.

“What the hell?” Cece flips the lock opening the door. There stands Mr. Hottie from next door. He looks even more handsome than he did yesterday, if that’s even possible.

“Do you just open the door for anyone without looking to see who it is?”

“I’ve got two dads. I don’t need a third.” Cece pats him on the chest like he's a little kid before she strolls right back to her bedroom. If I’d never seen her in the light of day I would swear she was a vampire.

“Did you need something?” I ask. He stands there with his arms folded over his chest.

“Maybe some Saran Wrap?”

I snap my fingers. “Dang it. I think I’m out.” I try to give an evil smirk, but Cece always says it only makes me look like an angry fairy.

“You look nice,” he tells me. My face warms at his compliment.

“I have a date,” I admit with a long sigh.

“You don’t have to go.” He walks into my place without being invited. He lets the door fall closed behind him. I guess he’s staying for a minute.

“I actually do need to go since I told everyone I would. Plus, I need to get back out there.” I don’t even know why I’m telling him any of this. He practically barged into my house. Yet I find myself wanting to tell him more.

“Get out where?” I snort a laugh.

“You know. Looking for the one. My soulmate. That will give me the ring and babies. Who looks at me like I hung the moon and I look at him thinking he’d never let anything happen to our family.” I let out a dreamy sigh. I might need to lay off the romance books.

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